For #EmptyOctober on twitter. Prompts for each day can be found here
CW: blood mentions
SPILL YOUR BLOOD ON THE PAGES
COME TO ME MY ROCK OF AGES.
THE WORDS INSIDE MY HEART ONCE MORE
FALLING NOW ON THE EDITING FLOOR
THE WORLD I SEE IS NOT MY OWN
THERE IS NO BED THAT I CALL HOME
WORLDS OF FADING IN AND OUT OF SIGHT
MY VISION SOON IT BLURS WHITE
SHE KEEPS ON SHINING BURNING BRIGHT
SURELY THEY CAN ALWAYS KEEP THE LIGHT
THE WORLD NEEDS, THE WORLD DEMANDS
BLOOD DRIPPING DOWN FROM MY BLEEDING HANDS
THIS SHALLOW CONTENT, MY HEART ENTERTWINED
AM I SIMPLY A VEIN FOR YOU TO MINE?
A SEA OF ANGER, WHIRLPOOLS AND THROES
GIVE MY WORDS A FRAGILE HOME
ROCK OF AGES HEAR MY WRATH
THERE IS NO STAY FROM THE STORM THAT COMES TO PAST.
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