Ripping Dots Apart

Why won't you appear
I'm lying on my floor
with blood on my face

I need you right now
you can save me
I'm going insane

I really can't tell if
I want this
or I'm desperate

Do I want you
Is this real
I've never dreamt like this

Blood is dripping from
my face

Dots are ripping my face apart
Stripes are cutting my knees
Circles are punching me
Squares are stabbing me

Music plays in
the background
but you weren't
apart of it

Why does poe's death
seem more interesting than
his writing

Why does his writing seem more
interesting than
your death

Why aren't you here
with me like you used to
be before I killed you