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