Crimson red tears stain the floor
Slashes scattering the door
The vicious growls emit from the depths of hell
My own personal hell, my body.
How dare that crimson flood escape from me.
It’s leaking down the cracks that lingers in the floor.
It’s dripping down the walls.
My walls.
The walls that you tore down
Brutally slashed until debris lied
Then you called the wolves
The ones that ripped me limb from limb
Numbness.
How dare my true love betray me?
You were supposed to be Romeo
And I, your Juliet.
Alas, blood will be drawn.
From me, it comes from the river flowing down my arm.
From you, it will come from my dad when he realizes what you’ve done.
The crimson tears are almost dry
Empty, without any signs of life.
Darkness overcomes.
I guess I won’t love anymore.
