theres_blood_on_the_floor_my_love
sab
and
i
can
see
inside
me
and
its
all
red
and
wet
and
covered
in
blood
i
am
covered
in
blood
and
screaming
my
throat
hurts
and
its
partly
being
sick
and
partly
from
swallowing
these
screams
slipping
through
my
fingertips
faster
than
i
can
count
are
strangers
that
i
wish
i
could
met
people
who
from
the
outside
seem
to
have
my
things
sorted
or
at
least
are
right
there
with
me
a
little
further
on
and
it
seems
like
all
im
doing
is
meeting
their
shadows
standing
in
their
wake
their
dust
following
their
footsteps
but
never
catching
up
to
meet
them
standing
on
an
empty
street
watching
the
setting
sun
[
setting
sun
]
its
getting
cold
i
am
cold
we'd
better
get
a
new
sab
this
ones
freezing
up
everything
hurts
i
can
find
things
i
didnt
know
i
had
by
their
complaints
i
have
found
places
i
didnt
know
i
had
by
their
troubles
i
dont
know
how
to
finish
this
because
this
never
really
finishes
this
never
really
finished
[
around
and
around
and
around
i
go
]
and
you've
heard
it
all
before
you've
heard
it
all
before
if
you
stopped
me
,
because
you'd
heard
it
before
i'd
propbably
fall
silent
forever
forever
forever
well
,
until
i
thought
of
something
else
to
say
found
something
else
to
question
i
question
whether
this
helps
and
all
i
get
back
is
my
arms
hurt
my
back
hurts
my
honesty
hurts
and
theres
nothing
more
to
be
said
until
the
next
time
i
have
words
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...
incoherent
{
and
the
pang
of
empathy
~
pulled
like
a
loose
thread
that
unravels
the
whole
dress
bleeds
in
between
the
spaces
-
there
are
no
words
and
not
enough
to
spill
into
this
place
for
you
}
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