Blood
terror spilt
not pain
covering the phone cord
the stupid phone cord
blood
spilt from a fight
not physical
almost mental
but taken too far
out of control
a lapse in reality
a loss in judgment
blood dripped on the wall
covering the murky peachness
and cleaned up
leaving it's stain
an imprint forgotten
until the scars are revealed
blood on the phone cord
reaching the wall
and I realize that
I have finally been disconnected
