Ruby Blood

Crimson red blood.
It flows freely from the painful wounds you've left behind.
It flows from the gashes on my chest where you tore my heart to shreds.
It turns the picture of us red, unreadable.
It leave stains on every surface, leaving a trail to find.
A path to see.
It drains my life, the life you stole.
It doesn't stop.
It keeps flowing, no matter what I do.
It turns everything red. I'm seeing red.
It reminds me of my anger, the anger of what you've done to me.
It would remind you also, but you never look.
Never care, never see the trail.
The trail of ruby blood.