Doubled Over
Sleepless and subtle
I drown in your puddle
of blood that leaks from your arm
There's nothing much left
But the scars you project
On the walls, on the floor, on your arms
This four posted bed
Seems empty instead
Of what it used to be
With razors and knives
We prove we're alive
And there's blood stains
Soaked in the sheets
You never call anymore
My corpse lays on the floor
Waiting for stumbling feet
My face lost its color
In pain, doubled over
Cover me with my bloody sheet
