Poem #1

Blue skies
and red ribbons
flowing freely
in the wind.
crimson waves
in the ocean
riding towards
the shore.
tears falling slowly
like marbles rolling.
the course of the
wind.
sobs.
coming from
the floors below.
i want to move,
but i cannot
it wont let me.
i see it now,
death invading,
i feel his thirst,
thirst for my blood.