OK well I made this poem during my 2nd period of school so I like asked everyone if they like it. They said it was dark, deep and good. Hope you think the same. Even some teachers liked it. 0_o
Blinking o so slowly; mixed with water and salt,
From the innocence of pain,
The formation was in fault,
Even the wise and tranquil were insane,
The horror of images blinded the soul's eye,
Misery spread to every life like wild fire,
Those who were full of stubbornness even started to cry,
Prejudice and pain finally got their utter desire,
Death is the scent found here,
Crimson blood flows about on its own,
Lurking in every niche is fear,
The only sound is death's quiet moan,
Darkness looms over the destruction and creates night,
The terror quickly takes it mis-fit lead,
Repeating the process as bright as the sun's light,
As the heart begins to die; from the inside out it starts to bleed.
