Blood Red
A young boy stands, surrounded by shadows
Within the midst of a glittering blade
He says he can’t bare to see his morrows
Preparing for his final escapade
He indolently raises with a grin
This shining dagger with its deadly head
The boy is committing his dying sin
This glistening dagger is now blood red
The boy falters to the floor; He’s now dead
He quickly realizes in disarray
He’s awoken within a fiery spread
Punished for the being that he would slay
He's trying to pray for his salvation
But he’s here for his deathless damnation
Christian Scott-Myers 11/17/2015
Copyright © Christian Scott-Myers | Year Posted 2015
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