Bloodlust

A fictional poem that I wrote. So sorry for double spacing, originally wrote it on Quotev

The blood on the wall

The knife in my hand

The voices in my head

Sing as they drop dead



Yet it won't leave my mind

The guilt that has stained my thoughts

How I wish I could rewind

To when I woke up



Now the dawn of every day

You will hear me pray

"O' father Satan

Hear my prayers

Restore my bloodlust

Because my soul is now their's"