Crimson Rain

Crimson rain is falling,
forming puddles around my feet.
Soaking every inch of me,
my entire body weeps.

Make-up running down my face,
only thing that keeps me here,
my body wrapped in tattered lace,
only thing that makes this real.

The streetlights forming shadows,
your here and now I know,
The crimson rain's still falling
melting, staining all the snow.