Bloody Victory

So bloody today,
Blood trickling down,
Sick to the stomach each day,
Blood oozing out your deep cut.

Blood smearing,
The red spreading,
The blood covered cloth,
The smell that turn your stomach.

Seeing blood,
Is nothing new,
It's like a lightning,
Very so frightening.

The sight of blood,
Sometimes do make me smile,
The sight of blood oozing out the foe,
The sign of a very bloody victory for me.

I smell your blood,
I suck in your blood,
I smile at your defeat,
I laughed at your death.

You have had your share,
You put salt into my wound,
You enjoyed torturing me,
But you lost for I never felt the pain.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts