A letter written in blood, glistening, still wet
From where your words stabbed my heart
The capital O of no transforming
The sound of a never ending scream
-
The echo of my pain, still droning in my ears
That crimson two letter exclamation penned by your hand
-
Flipping over the page
Repetition glares at me with blazing eyes
No
No
Still wet, no...
No
No
Denial...
No
Horrible, wet...
Sticking to my fingers
The two letter beast etching it’s message into my being
In roaring flames
No
That dreaded word...
No
What have I done?
