Blood.

All I see is blood.

It's everywhere.

The room is flooded with blood.

All I see is the the glistening of crimson red all over the room.

All over the floor.

All over the walls.

Not a single spot is clean.

The red substance that pours from your veins.

It's spread across the room like paint on a canvas.

~Aria

Author's notes: This was my attempt at writing a more horror type poem. So I hope if anybody is reading this that you enjoyed a different type of poem in this book.