When The Blood Ran Black

When my demon decided it wanted out,
there was nothing I could do to stop it.
I could only watch as bloodied claws pierced my skin
and shadows leaked through my eyes in black teardrops.
It wanted out,
and I was content to let it roam.

>>>>cover by @2bulletsandadream<<<<

>>>>Winner of the 2017 Rhyme Pioneers Contest for Epic Read<<<<
>>>>Winner of the Luminescent Award<<<<

****COULD BE TRIGGERING****

This is a collection of poems I have written. Many will be dark, depressing, scary, and have possible language. Read at your discretion. I love feedback as well! (I apologize in advance, the style of my poems will most likely vary as you read along. Some are from a few years ago, others are recent, and I'm not publishing these in the order of which I created them. Instead it's in what I think flows the best or makes the most sense to my illogical mind. Again, apologies in advance.)