Death to Romeo and Juliet

I hunger for words of truth,
the feeling of righteousness,
the power of justice,
and REVENGE!

(I have always known these lingered
in my thoughts,
I just didn't
believe).

The sky turned black,
the rain fell crimson.
My heart smashed to pieces,
where it lies resting,
awaiting,
hungry,
anticipating.

My love for you,
wilted like a black rose,
so dead forever, never again,
I'll leave you in pieces,
I'm fading to black...
Taking you with me to the grave...
And beyond...What ever lies there.
(Juliet shall die too).

The sky turned black,
the rain fell crimson,
my heart smashed to pieces,
where it lies unattainable,
broken spirit,
broken heart.

Gone,
Romeo is dead,
but Juliet is bleeding,
staining her white dress,
but you cannot see her broken form,
tear her down and see the artwork
of your hands,
she is broken (consumed by hate).
She is dead (the bitter poison that remains).

Let her rest in quiet places,
in pieces,
let it settle to the ground,
may she never come back,
to feel the earthen death,
forever, and ever again.
(Never ever, never ever...)