Drip drip drip
Drip by drip
Line by line
Sting after sting
All I can see is dark red
The dark morron colour as it pools
Around my wrist
All I can hear is
Drip drip drip
I can feel every line as it burns
My chest tight as I gasp
I gasp for air like that of a drowning victim
Drip drip drip
Is all I hear as the last of my blood leaves my body
