Crimson Rain

Falling so slowly
Draining away my life
And I watch with morbid fascination
And total disassociation.
That is my wrist with the deep cut marring it,
Isn’t it?
That is my future staining the once pristine carpet,
Isn’t it?
All this so you’ll notice me as something more
Than the little annoyance that crept into your life;
So you can see me for just one moment
And having seen me, what will you do?
Cold predictable fish that you are
You’ll scold me for daring to ruin your carpet.
My soul drifts away
And in my heart
Lingers one last wish
That some day you’ll join me
For eternity
In hell


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