Written In Blood Poem by Raven Maloy

I walk in an endless corridor
Decoreted with the heirlooms of the life that I used to adore
I treverse in this familiar space
That is a reminder of my lost grace
And as I carelessly tread I step on tiles made from the memories tought I'd erase
And in this timeless space
Lies tomes that are written like a maze
And every phrase fazes a part of my faith
And every word recalls a different wraith
And every letter is written in blood
And every page mistened by a tear drop
And the story they tell will make your tears flood
Don't read but listen with eyes shut
And listen to the abrupt stories of my corrupt mind