Bloody ***

Blood, pouring out of my wounds.
Now my death is the only way.
You thought of this and made it true.
Another murder added to your day.

My screams of pain will be gone
In just a little while.
I know that you have caused this,
But you're still in denial.

So when my mind finally dies,
I know that you won't care.
But when my body's gone,
You'll remember what happened there.

The images in your head
Will haunt you from now on.
They'll stay with you forever,
Right up until you're gone.

The blood, it may wash off,
But the memory will remain.
So in the end, these thoughts
Will be all that you gain.