Reviviscent Poem by Crimson Love

Revive the smallest part,
the revision of this Crimson heart,
bring forth the blood I rejected,
pour it back in the veins I've further mutilated,
fall back into life,
wake from deaths sleep,
fallen into reality, death you shall keep,

Drips soften as they flow,
A steady beat I seem to know,
A faint humm of a past I left so long ago,

A revision hits harder through this hardened corpse,
rigamortis, this blood can't flow, yet further I'm ripped back into the life I longed to forget.