© moon rayven

I want to see blood,
Why is this?
A trickle not a flood,
Echoing hiss.

I like the colour,
Pretty red.
You must stop her,
Before she's dead.

Why so angry?
It is wrong.
I'm so sorry,
I'm not strong.

My mind is dark,
Unspoken words.
A devilish bark,
runs in herds.

No one can hear you,
Scream and shout.
Can't make it through,
So much doubt.

You won't make it,
Hate to cry.
No aid kit,
Let them pry.

No turning back,
It's too hard.
A demons snack,
Play the card.

A lie is loyal,
Friends lie.
Dirty soal,
Make them cry.

Who cares anyway?
What is love?
Black's a cut away,
A little shove.

Again I ask,
Why blood?
I'm tired of the past,
Stuck in the mud.

It keeps getting worse,
Roll the dice.
I'm so tired,
Of being too nice.

A “welcome” doormat,
Angel at first.
Trapped like a rat,
Do your worst.

I've felt it all,
Break and broken.
Against the wall,
Taken on the chin.

I want to see blood,
Painfully true.
Maybe then I could,
Escape 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

© moon rayven