Dripping from the ceiling
Running down the doors
Painting all four walls
Coating the floors

Smeared on my face
matting my hair
Soaking the body
Blood everywhere

The cops are approaching
Red and blue and blue and red
The car pulls in the drive
The siren wailing, echoes in my head.

I jump into the closet
Climbing down the secret pass
I knew this would happen
I’m such a clever lass

Foot steps above
sirens below
Terse whispers everywhere
I can sense my cover about to blow.

The knife still in hand
I know that I can’t win
I raise it to my chest
Take a breath and shove it in

The Blood flows out
I let out a breath
At last my feavered mind can be at peace
Only in death