Black Blood
Free verse poetry~
Eaten by madness,
Drenched in black blood,
All it is,
In the very end,
It's another loop in the hangman's noose.
The little demon within the depths of my mind,
Will never leave my insanity.
My friends can't pull me,
From this deep dark abyss.
The cursed melody fills my mind,
Drains out all the words.
It drives me crazy,
It drives me insane,
And yet I can still relate to it.
Once the insanity has passed,
Hatred takes it place.
I hate my parents,
I hate my brother,
I hate knowing how to play.
Too soon will the anger leave.
The little demon in my mind will try to convince me,
What is right, and what is wrong.
What to do and what to kill.
Maka tries to bring me back,
But I'm too deep into the black blood to hear.
Blackstar tries harder,
Tries to pull me into reality.
But the black blood within me, always wins.
The little demon would always laugh at them.
Call them stupid,
Ridiculous.
That it was a waste of time.
Because after all, it's just another loop in the hangman's noose.
I start to lose my mind to the madness of it all.
The song that plays over and over,
Just adds to the effect.
Stein can't do anything, he can't understand my insanity.
Medusa smiles behind all the lies, knowing she causes me,
This never ending pain.
The memories of all of us,
Of all the meisters and weapons and teachers,
Begin to blur within my mind.
They get jumbled up,
Rearrange,
Until there not even mine.
All I can feel is the black blood.
The madness.
The little demons influence that I follow all the time.
Maka and Blackstar and Stein would never understand.
And with Asura awaken,
The madness just amplifies.
The song plays longer.
The demon laughs louder.
My head starts pounding,
The abyss grows darker.
Nothing can process without being drenched with insanity.
No memories are left.
The little demon must explain every little step.
Did I ever have a brother?
Yes.
Did I have a meister?
Yes.
Am I a scythe?
Yes.
Am I going insane?
Yes.
Because it's just another loop in the hangman's noose.
Soon, too soon, way too soon,
The madness
The darkness
The insanity of it all,
Worsen.
My mind grows rigid with the pain.
I can start to feel a fuzzy feeling that pulls me up.
The darkness starts to disappear.
The little demon rushes to grab me but he's one second too late.
The pain begins disappearing like it never existed.
And Maka finally pulls me from the insanity of the black blood.
Just another loop in the hangman's noose?
Defiantly only the demon would tell me that.
So not cool.
-Soul Spirit-