The Bloody Dark Abyss

She fidgets in fear 

Longing to be like them.

Fingernails constantly 

On the cusp 

Of flowing blood.

Tongue tainted with the

Taste of iron. 

Blood fills her body

With throbbing pressure,

In search of perfect words to say.

She lowers her eyes 

To stop the red 

From flowing out her tear ducts.

She covers her ears, 

But the blood pours through 

The cracks of her fingers.

Dizziness darkens, 

Her vision fades to black.

Before she can speak,

Her eyelids open 

Only to find 

She has been left alone 

In the bloody dark abyss.


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