Bleeding Nightmare Poem by Christopher Cariad
Bleeding Nightmare
The way I want to bleed right now,
to see my soul rotting in the ground.
I want to be the one
in your darkest of dreams.
The blood stains on the wall,
and the ghoulish screams.
The blood that rains around you,
in the pools on the ground.
The satanic heart
that carries you down.
I'll be the nightmare
that you never shall awake.
The beauty of hell,
and your darkest of fates.
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