Deadly shades coming at night;
exposure bloodstained memories
A curtain of blood over strains me;
taking me with overwhelming rage
The howling screams of darkness
drowning into my poisoned mind
This hungry voice calls me
to another blessed place
My soul will be cleaned
by the sword that scratches my skin
Blood, sweet and warming;
I crawl underneath its stream
Distraction regains all over my body,
heated, willing to come
I feel no shame, only desire
for those eyes will take me in
Heart of tears viewing the tombstone;
absorbing my lost soul
Desperately out of control
in those blood spitting eyes
Grabbed by hell;
squeezing my last breath of life
Finally feel the passionate re-birth
of eternal being home







Excellent poem good luck in the contest

So glad I save my poems most of the times in Word




you are scaring me Jeannette. LOL..Not really. 


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