Bloody Rainy Day.

Cold, dark, wet.
It all feels so familiar.
Drip, drop, splatter.
Can you hear the rain?

Puddle, dirt, lifelessness.
I can’t forget you and that day.
Red, brown, black.
Adorned with blood stains.

Cold; you were dead.
Dark, was the silence.
Wet was the blood;
The pool in which you lay.

Drip, drop, splatter.
I can still remember.
The thick, red liquid.
It haunts me everyday.

Puddles, pools, plashes.
Their dirt begrimed your face.
They called you a scum;
A lowlife, a waste.

And then, everything went still;
An empty, lifeless oblivion.
Without your radiant colors,
My life was dull and gray.

Cold, dark, wet.
That’s how it is today.
Drip, drop, splatter.
The enkindling rain.

Puddle, dirt, lifelessness;
Take a look at my surroundings.
Red, brown, black;
The mental image, in my brain.

The day you left
Just had to be
Like this evening;
A rainy day.