Full moon night
Heart-stopping fright
Severed heads
Broken threads
What is so evil here?
What are the things you were taught to fear?
All alone
Broken home
Lost friends
Our life ends
Who are you to say it's wrong or right?
Who are you to stop the fight?
No body knows
The anger shows
You are lost
Your lips frost
You can't tell what's real or not.
The world is as black as hell is hot.
Unstoppable pain
Fire rain
Licking blood
Fire flood
What is wrong with what we are?
Only that we don't know where's too far.
Author notes
I wrote this poem when I was feeling depressed about something that I can't name. I don't know why I called it Fire Blood, but I like it anyway. We all have fire blood. ^^
Written February 11th, 2006
A contest entry
- Limitless Evil by StabbyJack.
300 points, ended February 20, 2006, 14 entries
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