Blood on the floor

Blood on the floor,
final rebellion,
before no more.

They will wonder,
they will worry,
but they'll never understand,
why you ended it all.

They never knew,
how easy it is,
to just watch,
as all your worries fall to the ground.

Blood carries your worries,
tears carry your fears,
dropped on the floor,
to shatter.

Blood stains the floor,
tears stain your eyes,
death stains your cold wet hands,
nothing will save you.

Your tears slowly turned red,
but noone seems to care,
you scream of death,
and they all cheer.

They were never there,
they will never know,
they didnt care
just the mess of me on the floor.

with nothing left,
except dead eyes
no one there,
except my friend,
death.