Shards of glass tinkling to the ground
Glittering in the sunlight from a newly broken window
Crimson flows to the floor
Drip
Drip
Drop
Until it drips no more
The floor is scarred gouged from the cruel broken glass
Scraping along its surface
In the middle there lies a girl
Silently screaming
Gathering the courage to pull her body out of this mess
Forwards she crawls
Further she regrets