don´t
splash the walls red
tell me to clean them
then blame me for the stained floors
i am already in your grasp
already suffocating within the metallic throes
the walls are red with my blood and yours
spill more, and drown
don´t
ask me why i am bleeding out
tell me to clean it
the cut on your face
was from your glass face
so fragile a word can break
so sharp a heart can break
don´t cry your diamond tears
sell them away
then blame them for buying themselves out
i am dead within your hands
don´t ask me to clean it up
if this person is reading this, know that this is JUST FOR YOU.