Bloody Dreams Poem by Alex Kult

Bloody Dreams

Rating: 5.0


These same bloody dreams
Every single night
Turning everything red
That was once white

Why do I keep dreaming this?
What does it mean?
Why is it so hard to forget
The things I keep seeing?

There's always something on the floor
But I can't see
There's just so much red
Oh God, don't let it be me.

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Alex Kult

Alex Kult

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