Raven

The Moth Diaries, Poetry
2005-08-25 23:01:26 (UTC)

Poem 75- Blood is all I Need

there is a fountain filled with blood,
and each night i take a sip...
it flows down my throat with the ease of liquid gold,
i swallow and gulp- try my hardest not to spill a drop.
we all must bleed for this fountain,
the foundtain of ruby fluid.
i feel it in my veins and sense a urge to release,
i feel it in my heart and its pumping to decrease.
i feel it in my soul and blood is all i need.

there is a fountain filled with blood,
lying high on that painted alter you lay across.
bringing your crosses, bringing your curses,
the fountain will tell true this night.
we sleep alone, we fall alone, we are alone
and i feel it in my veins and sense an urge to release,
i feel it in my heart and its pumping to decrease.
i feel it in my head and blood is all i need.

there is a fountain filled with blood,
vampyre bats suck the pigs dry,
vampyre temptresses suck the gods dry...
with my sip i taste a thousand souls poured into my mouth,
once chance and id save them, one minute and id take them.
my saviour crys above, crys from the hell of a blood soaked
world.
and i can feel it in my veins and sense an urge to release,
i feel it in my heart and its pumping to decrease.
i feel it in my life and blood is all i need.

© Lucy Griffin August05

this was written for 'Jippy' who also has a diary on here.




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