1 The Blood

Blood drips down,

As I slowly walk around,

Blood going drip, drip, drip,

While I slowly walk down,

Slowly walking around the blood.

The blood making a puddle,

Making a puddle into a river,

I can't seem to move,

Blood going drip, drip, drip,

My hands shaking.

I see a room,

the blood river is more there,

I slowly make my way,

Moving the blood,

Blood going drip, drip, drip.

I open the door,

A dead girl,

Blood going drip, drip, drip,

Is the girl me,

She looks like me.

Blood going drip, drip, drip,

Only blood going down,

I stand there in shock,

The blood filing the house,

As I drown in the blood,

still hearing the blood go drip, drip, drip.