Vendetta

*The sad story of a girl named Vendetta*

She sits at home with
Candles lit all around her
Forging a blade of sadistic regret
In the fires of hate
As she cries, as she cries

He's all alone with
No place to go
'Cause he's running for his life
From a girl he discarded
As he waits, as he waits

Vendetta, won't you come on home?
Vendetta, don't stop now.
Vendetta, won't you leave it alone?
Vendetta, you better, you better
Watch your back.

She's on the run with
Poison and blood
On her hands, still shaking so cold
Like the heart that she lost
As she lies, as she lies.

He's comatose with
Scars and eyes vacant
Like the stars in his sky
A constellation for revenge
As he dies, as he dies.

Vendetta, won't you come on home?
Vendetta, don't stop now.
Vendetta, won't you leave it alone?
Vendetta, you better, you better
Watch your back.

She's slipping away with
Nightmares and dreams of agony
Drowning in her pleasantries
And suffocating walls
As she screams, as she screams.

She falls to the floor with
Embers of a conscience
And ashes of love
For a personal war (no more)
As she burns, as she burns.

Vendetta, time to come on home.
Vendetta, you've met your end.
Vendetta, just couldn't leave it alone.
Vendetta, you should've, you should've
Walked away and not looked back.

Reviews

[Isabelle Faye]

Wonderful and captivating. This is very well written, I specificly like the stanza "Vendetta, won't you come on home?
Vendetta, don't stop now.
Vendetta, won't you leave it alone?
Vendetta, you better, you better
Watch your back."

The way you repeated it at the end but altered it slightly closes the poem well and creates an idea of events repeating themselves.

[Brittany]

Awesome! Great job with the phrasing and repitition. Liked the format with verses and chorus. Good word choices and flow. Well done.