Why Is It There

by Marilyn   Mar 23, 2006


Looking at the floor and seeing blood is scary
But why is there
I dont know
Maybe its a murder scene and someone just died
I dont know
Maybe its ketchup from my lunch earlier
I dont know
But then I look up
I find myself in a room
And all the walls are padded
So I look at my wrist to see the time
And I find something out
The reason the blood was on the floor
Was because it was
MINE

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