Black Blood
I hold my hands up in front of my face,
Drenched in the blood I have shed
The black blood,
It trickles through my heart
Deadening me
Kissing me with its lips of hate,
I'm alone
"Who am I?" a small voice cries out
I do not know it
"No one." The black blood answers
Alone
The enemy is there
In front of me
"Innocent..." the word echoes through my mind
By an unknown source
The black blood trickles through my heart
And I dip my hands in more innocent blood
Another life
Another battle
The black blood pools up in my soul
Deadness
I look in the mirror
Not recognizing the dead eyes that stare back
"What have I become?" I ask no one
"Nothing." The black blood answers
I slam my head into the dead face that stares back
Shattering into a million pieces
My vision is red
As the blood trickles down my face
But I like the pain
It shows that I'm still alive
In control of something
I take the blade in my hand
The curved steel showing what I have become
Dead
Drag it down my skin
Feeling no pain as the slit takes shape
Blood seeps out
Running down and cleansing some of my pain
Draining the black blood
Of this life
I can't dig deeper
To give a fatal wound
The black blood trickles through my heart
Telling that the killing isn't over
That more blood is needed to stain my hands
More lives
More black blood
Finally the day comes
The gun is in my hands
So pure
So innocent
But as me, stained with blood
Memories flow through my veins
As I press the barrel to my head
Cries of the lives lost
All taunting
Screaming
Moaning
For me to avenge them
I smile gratefully
That the black blood has let me go
In peace
I'm alone
Frozen,
Too late to save
The heart that has been poisoned
With this black blood
Of hate
And death
I take a breath
And close my eyes
Welcoming with joy the escape
That I will experience
In death
I squeeze my finger
And feel
Nothing...
I hold my hands up in front of my face,
Drenched in the blood I have shed
The black blood,
It trickles through my heart
Deadening me
Kissing me with its lips of hate,
I'm alone
"Who am I?" a small voice cries out
I do not know it
"No one." The black blood answers
Alone
The enemy is there
In front of me
"Innocent..." the word echoes through my mind
By an unknown source
The black blood trickles through my heart
And I dip my hands in more innocent blood
Another life
Another battle
The black blood pools up in my soul
Deadness
I look in the mirror
Not recognizing the dead eyes that stare back
"What have I become?" I ask no one
"Nothing." The black blood answers
I slam my head into the dead face that stares back
Shattering into a million pieces
My vision is red
As the blood trickles down my face
But I like the pain
It shows that I'm still alive
In control of something
I take the blade in my hand
The curved steel showing what I have become
Dead
Drag it down my skin
Feeling no pain as the slit takes shape
Blood seeps out
Running down and cleansing some of my pain
Draining the black blood
Of this life
I can't dig deeper
To give a fatal wound
The black blood trickles through my heart
Telling that the killing isn't over
That more blood is needed to stain my hands
More lives
More black blood
Finally the day comes
The gun is in my hands
So pure
So innocent
But as me, stained with blood
Memories flow through my veins
As I press the barrel to my head
Cries of the lives lost
All taunting
Screaming
Moaning
For me to avenge them
I smile gratefully
That the black blood has let me go
In peace
I'm alone
Frozen,
Too late to save
The heart that has been poisoned
With this black blood
Of hate
And death
I take a breath
And close my eyes
Welcoming with joy the escape
That I will experience
In death
I squeeze my finger
And feel
Nothing...