blood - jan 15th, 2011
That’s my blood dripping on the ground. What are you lookin at? This should not be happening. That’s my blood, warm liquid on my skin. I am not ready to leave this world . . . it’s way too soon. I’ve still got things to do . . . I’m feeling kind of dizzy right now. . . blood’s filling up my shoe. That’s my blood, puddled on the ground. Does it all come down to this? Is this some kind of joke?