Blood of Tears

What do you see at night? A shadow waiting to plunger you.

    As I awoke to the beam of light coming out of the blinds. I aross to a sitting position, bruses formed around my legs and arms. I glanced around at my room which was a snowy coating paint. My blank which was pitch black was now soaked of blood. As a flammless tear flew of my nose, I then placed my weakened hands up to my face. As I pulled them done to my view, which to my suprise they had red stains