{"sf1_id":1226371,"sf2_id":"YnLPox3n","title":"Bloodstains","author":"zetasyanthis","words":495,"posted_at":"2017-08-14T00:59:00.000Z","tags":["Anger","Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1226371-bloodstains","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnLPox3n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e1/57/e157432f-4c11-4084-b7d9-96da5a521a34","description":"#17 of Poems\n\nWrote this around the same time as \"Yours\". I was pretty damned angry at the time.","content":"The rage within that I now feel  \ncompels me now to write,  \nto share a vision, bloody red,  \nof your last desperate night.  \n  \nThe rage within that rises strong  \nthat rips throughout my heart,  \nit sings the song of pain and weight  \nand rips my mind apart.  \n  \nThe anger, despair, knife's edge deep  \nlodged deep within my heart  \ncompels me now to put pen to  \nthis most accursed art.  \n  \nFor I now write to share my pain  \nto spread my hate and rage  \nto shatter walls and countries vast  \nwith bloody, ruined page.  \n  \nAnd so I say, to you who chose  \nto you who chose this path  \nto you who hatred chose and mocked  \nyou will now feel my wrath.  \n  \nAnd when these words are done at last  \nyou will not then survive  \nthe blasted hulk of your rent bones  \nwill shatter, and divide.  \n  \nFor now I summon wrath and hate  \nto make my message clear;  \nI summon futures now destroyed  \nand children, raised in fear.  \n  \nI summon furies of the storm  \nand monsters dwelling deep  \nand now I sick them all on you  \nto haunt your broken sleep.  \n  \nI summon demons, horned and black  \nto scar your heart as mine  \nuntil you shake and scream and cry  \nand drown yourself in brine.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I summon children who you've killed,  \nor who you've forced to live  \nabandoned, bereft, starving husks  \nwho nothing would you give.  \n  \nI summon your own futures now  \nand those of your own sons  \nof darkened dreams and lost last hopes  \nthat you've at last undone.  \n  \nI summon those who you have pushed  \nbeyond their mortal coil  \nthose who you chose to hurt yet more  \nand in whose name I toil.  \n  \nYou have no future, shining fast,  \natop this slope of blood,  \nfor nothing you have built will last  \nI summon now the flood.  \n  \nThe fear you feel, the rage you hate  \nthat pierces deep inside  \nI look straight, deep into your eyes  \nand now the flames arise.  \n  \nIn front of you the flames reveal  \nthe destruction of lives,  \nthe children, listless, learned not,  \nyour symphony of lies.  \n  \nI sear your eyes with those you've killed,  \nwith what you have have now wrought,  \nthe hearts you've torn and ripped with glee  \nand those you've left to rot.  \n  \nI compel you to hold my gaze,  \nthe fire in my eyes  \na window into deepest pain  \nreflected in your skies.  \n  \nI slaughter you with your own mind;  \nit terror's truest form,  \na demon, dark and glistening  \na screaming, tearing swarm.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A future, black, I show you now  \nwith torn and blackened skies  \nwith storms unending and at last  \nyour own children's death cries.  \n  \nAnd when you see what future holds  \nwhat hearts you have destroyed  \nand when you see your blood so cold  \nyour soul will be devoid.  \n  \nI show you their hearts full of pain  \nat what you have now done  \nand I commend you now to death.  \nBegone, you foul one.  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poems","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1226369-breaking-through.json"}}