Dark, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

Bloodlines

Trace along the murky bloodlines, Dip your fingers in the thick crimson liquid, Maybe you'll feel where the venom first seeped in

Emotions, Freestyle, Poetry, Relationships, Writing

Cold

I feel as if I'm caught in a blizzard, Vision obscured by translucent tears, Body shivering for warmth, Sinking into the deep snow, One step at a time