Crimson Poison

• Artist: cursedblood120
• Description: A gothic poem
• Date: 07/28/2008
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This liquid fire of humanity
Of living breath, flesh and bone
That flows through all with a passion so strong and persistent
We have merely learned to ignore its presence
And have left it in wait, and scheming fury
Silence it is sister
It is a liquid poison
By, cut gunshot, wound and flesh
It makes its den in this universe
And this is its world
That which it plays in with a joy
At all the victims this world has to offer
Pawns in its never ending checkmate
That which we are always in
They run in futile fear
Until it drains them of strength and will
To where it takes them easily
And without battle
The game is what it enjoys
So let it come
So let it pour
Its rusty scent and salty taste
Are what we see, and hear, and smell
Every living day
What concoction could this be?

Comments

[Deityofire]

Nicely done, you've created a quantifiable substance for the invisible force you're writing about, and not confused the reader. Keep it up.

[Evil Pedestrian]

wow. . .
that was extrmly deep
i cant believ one person wrote it my gosh that was beautiful

[Jacy_Arienh_Sagira]

I love the way you presented the poem, the deepth of it, and the way you never actually give voice to what your talking about.

[MademoiselleHarmonie]

Creepy...i like
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[XxLonelinessxX]

that's really deep.