River Of Blood.

River Of Blood.

Hands caress my back,
fighting my stance.
Leaving marks within,
as the colors enhance.

Uncontrollable thoughts,
etch upon my forehead.
Creating terrors at night,
with words not said - -

And, I'm living a lie,
I don't know how to fix.
I'm shooting it up,
a bit of a mix.

It's not what I thought,
this life would be. . .
It's a river of blood
chasing after me.