Bleeding crimson dreams

A painful rose with ebony love ,exit all thorns a spent black rose
 Bloodlust with a speck of blood I grew ashen
A murderer
A monster
Were blood is a golden charm
Were hate is a hallway of silver
My reflection hurts the mirror
Lit candles  
With sparkling diamond on the wrist
Of my hand.
From blood to clusty gold
And finally a portal
Takes me back home
Floating like petals strewn
Across a lake
Oh how painful
A dream is.
When reality blows papers on  the ground,
with trashcans around me
And singing rats beside me
Wishing to sleep forever
Where are my dreams.