Black and White to

Blue and red.

Liquids which flow across the

pale flesh of life and death.

It fades, the words fade into grey.

Don't worry, it won't matter,

it will.

It always did, will.

Words. Words on the black and white screen.

My blood runs pour.

True, loyal as always.

My blood is clear, honest.

Desperate hands clutch at it.

Desperately trying to stop it.

The destruction created in black.

Do you miss me?

Am I important?

Each drop isn't wasted,

Tell me it isn't.

Make the pain leave,

take it away, you can.

Only you can.

I know you can, even if you don't.