The Red

The feeling is so blue
after all I've went through
the piercing of needle
glowing more than just a metal

I'm standing in a white box
filled with crimson sand and fuchsia rocks
It's not about what I've seen
it's about the voices screaming from within

I can smell the red
yes, do feel free to take
I can feel the flow
no, I'm not embraced by sorrow

I am, smiling for the red satisfaction.

Blood Donation save lifes(sssss)

I did. Did you?

~13

"It"

Prologue ~ The P

Do you still remember

the story of the black-painted letter?

it's about the premature soul

and "its" story that was never told

~~~

Temptation is slicing the meat

bloody viper that broke the sheet

finding ways without a clue

crawling straight into the suretU

.

then there's the time

vomiting through the days and night begins

voiceless scream of the slime

awaken the soul that lies within

.

Then there's the time

sounds of quarrel burning high

nurturing the artistic crime

finally portrayed in the poem of lie

~~~

Chapters ~ The A

Uncontrollable consumptions begins
incomparable pain shouts from within
illusions which kills the heart
saturates the mixture of tears and blood

Fear drains you away from reality
peacefully you lie down by screaming crazily
gazing at the blue ceiling for that sole reason
observing your limbs wide open

Your emotions are getting low
maybe it is because of the enslaved soul,
that is sliced into pieces and portion
or maybe you're feeling high as you reach satisfaction

Tears from the inside, you could feel "it" cry
Pain from the outside, you can feel "it" die

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Epilogue ~ The C

The Society has gone very wrong
they sing and praise the insidious song
Deep below the skin you touch
flows the blood that doesn't match

Humanity embraces the lust
Rationalism being engulf and crush
Insanity evokes and growing strong
blurring the vision of right and wrong

The Society was drowned by sound of vice
listening to their thirst for sacrifice
when sorrow is peeling your skin
Time is praying for forgiveness from within

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Didn't you notice the head of the foetus
hanging on the tree behind you?