Bloody Dreams

Just something I had to put down in words to work past that time of my life

Ribbon red blood
Staining a ruby red floor
Making contact with times before
Crouched in the corner of a room
Hidden in gloom
Scraping the walls with lines of five

Life so incomplete
My soul unsteady
Something inside of me
Always skipping a beat

A distinguishing smile
Trying to hide your soul
Collecting the pain of others
As if it were your toll

Standing in a pool of misery and hate
Denning life's happiness that was
Placed before you on a sliver plate

Deep cut throat wounds
diminishing a will to stay strong
Screaming, Countless hours of pain
Bending at the knees
Laying on the floor again
Soaked in my own bloody dreams.