Blood is red
Bruises are blue

Red is a bad sometimes mad color
Blue is sad maybe bad

Our blood ran
and bruises blue turn black

Some yellow and purple
Swollen and ugly things

Running Running
It kept coming

Blood is red
Red and running

Forever flowing
Pooling,

Now
Some are dead

Roses are red
Violets are blue

And once again
Here I stand with you

Helpless