Blood Is everywhere
The dead are all around me
What's going on, and why am I holding a blood-stained knife?
I should be disgusted but strangely i'm not
This feels right
I somehow know I was the one who killed them
My smile suddenly falters
There's one child left standing right in front of me
My eyes widen as I see her appearance
White blonde hair and blue eyes
I see a mirror image of me as a child
But I show no mercy
I can't let anyone in as I lunge for the kill
Blood splatters my skin as I stab the girl
She lies dead on the ashy snow
I smile and start to laugh
But why am I enjoying this so much?
A cloudy haze takes over my mind as I laugh psychotically
I black out only to awaken and realize it was all a dream
I should be worried about the fact that there is something mentally wrong with me
But I can only smile to myself
Because I know this wasn't the first dream and it definitely won't be the last
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The Reject Chronicles
PoetryA series of poems that pop into my twisted mind. This is the 2nd installment of The Friendship Chronicles!