Description
The scarlet is deepening. The beautiful violet has morphed , crimson hatred. It’s anger is passionate, burning deeply s it passes by. I lose focus... The end is near, ever drawing closer, the world will not see my visage again. The tears of my body roll down, skin tainted crimson. A laugh, hollow, twisted, escaped through my lips. A maniacal grin, to be left cold. Blacker then Satan’s mercy, the pool of darkness welcomes my death. I drop to my knees, and gag. I feel weak, tired. The blood oozes down, it’s life given for the loss of my own.
This is the end, for me... I will see you in hell, Mercy.