Stark Reality

Thoughts swirling downward in a spiral of doubt Below the fractured surface, darkness quietly rumbles It waits for the opportune moment to strike, Its serpentine tendrils squeezing around my tender flesh Held in a crushing vice grip, despair infects my mind Every trace of hope slowly trickles out, Scarlet rivulets fading into nothingness

Bloodlines

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