Weird moods = Flipping amazing poetry.
This is going on my favourite poems list thing mabob.

"Innocence leaked away the moment we met.
My eyes are cold and aged, but I don't regret
I'm finger painting with my own crimson blood
Making cakes and pies with livid lies and mud"

The first line reeled me in. Your flow was great.
The uniqueness blew me away. It interested me, Unlike alot of the poems here.
Wow I want to say something that can help you..but you got it all covered.

Your word use, The way you phrase things..Everything screams natural poet.
Its in no way forced, Your the type of person who has this talent inside them.
And don't WANT to get it out, to show others how great they are..
You NEED to get it out.
And I can see this in your poems.

Well done.
<3