Mai Gray Poet Free verse

Shattered Glass Dipped In Red: Four Shards; Second Shard

Second Shard
Shattered glass dipped in red
I forget about the glass
And begin to clean the blood
And that stings too
Causing more 
And more
And more
It won’t stop
First the time of the past
Then shattered glass
Then blood
Then shattered glass dipped in red
And more blood
When will it stop?
I don’t know what to do
What do I do?
Everything I do makes it worse
I’m trying to clean
I’m trying to make it better
Nothing is working
What do I do?!
I finally stop trying
I lay in my pool of blood and glass
Staring into the black abyss 
Feeling my shattered glass dipped in red surround me
“Be still” echos through the space
I lay there
Quiet
Not moving an inch
Staring blankly 
Who’s going to clean ? 
There’s glass everywhere
I need to clean
And I began to clean again
Picking up the shattered glass
Cutting my hands
Ignoring the blood coming from them
My mind fills with blood again 
Filling up
I begin to notice the past was no longer red

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