At this point I am losing
too much red
I am becoming pale.
Chillness of the hard floor
have chilled me to the core.
My body has become immune
to it.
Red pool
I’m swimming in
is making me feel drowsy.
Maybe it is better if I close
my eyes and enjoy this nap.

I thought violence
was the tongue of romance.
I thought it was a way
to express affection
But I was way wrong.
I should have ran away
I should have walked away
I should have crawled away
I should have saved myself
I should have, I should have…
But I stayed.