The cuts of your sins are bleeding.
They pour to the floor and stain it with your mistakes and unkind words.
Eyes are souless.
Mouth is spilling with black ink.
And, I stand there.
With a white lace dress around me, I take a few steps towards you, then around you, my eyes set on a goal.
And I left you there, and let you get swallowed in the pit of darkness.
