Chapter 1 – Bleeding

Unexisting communication

between the walls

I cannot understand

the wailing, howling calls

disguised by meandering shadows

lurking through dark halls

the scene

a horror flick

just before the victim falls

his every move more repulsing

than any graphic gore

as you quiver, I sense panic

a strong pulse amid decaying veins

come closer – I can see your eyes

tear streaked, blood-stained orbs

of yours


I catch a glimpse of my reflection

through your dark stare.

I can see that it is me.

I am bleeding.

Make my day