Blood is thicker than water.
Unless you cut deep enough.
It can flow out like a river.
That's the beauty of it. It can cover the floor.
It's all over the walls and ceiling. Cleaning it leaves rims of where it used to sit.
You can never truly get rid of blood. It stays there.
Only with the help of light will you be able to see the full story.
Your mind can become corrupt if you've seen enough blood.
You can lose all sense of empathy. With seeing it so regularly it doesn't faze you anymore.
When God made the river into blood. The soldiers drowned.
Blood is thicker than water.
They couldn't swim in order to save themselves. They suffocated in a nightmare.
Seeing how close you are to the surface, but not being able to swim up and not being able to help. In any way shape or form.
-Vinnie
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Book of Flesh & Blood
PoetryIt's just a collection of my poetry. I hope you guys enjoy it. I mainly write in metaphor so you can make your own meaning of my writing. some parts have gore or sensitive topics. please be careful. Have a lovely day. make sure to take care of yours...
