Drip, drip.
The tears are streaming down your neck.
Shut your eyes and don’t you dare shed another tear.

Drip, drip.
Your nose is bleeding.
Wipe it off and clean the trail back to your chaos.

Don’t show us your weakness.
We’ll shout in mockery of your fears.
We’ll shout making your ears bleed.

Don’t make a mess and wipe your blood off the floor.

Drip, drip.
Look at you.
What a shame.

Your head is flooding again.