Bloody Melancholy

White rooms and walls, bars in windows, taste for blood, depression, oppressive atmosphere of closed space, tears and despair. Time is slow, days melt, emptiness' smell of dead life. Negativity streams through my sick body, dark winds of dreamy lands soothe. Insignificant treatment, my soul will stay in grief, I won't leave my autumn, thorns will still make pain.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

I can't face to solar world, I'm too weak, melancholy buried the will. Razors balance my swings, blood takes away the weight of existence. Depressive emotions, anxiety, negativism, a time to mourning and bleeding arrived. Heart groans, life is pain. I fell into the sadness, without strength. Scars stay as a silent remembrance, as a picture of my painful soul.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

All lights died, autumn night of life, deserts, darkness, sorrow and eternal dreaming. Negative essence of being, pain is primary. It's futile to resist depression, because pain is primary. No way out, Solitude showed the direction, monotonous paths toward death and nothingness, funeral came with birth.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025