Blood – A Supernatural poem
Blood.
It's the problem and solution.
The drops falling into baby Sammy's mouth.
The drops falling from Mary on the ceiling.
Shared by brothers, keeping them close.
But secrets separate and divide the blood.
Blood runs down…
Gashes.
Cuts.
The blood of the one.
Begins the countdown.
The seals break.
The blood sings in Hell,
As the brother is changed.
Broken and beaten.
The blood gives strength.
To wage the war.
But the price is high.
The blood is tainted.
As never before.
The blood of the brothers.
Changed.
The blood of the demon.
Opens the door.
For him.
The blood cries out.
For strength once more.
For power.
The blood is the secret.
The blood is the cure.
The blood of the brothers.
The Winchester's history.
Written in blood.
