Stained red.
My lips.
A mark.
Of something I’m ashamed of.
Started off innocent.
Ended up somewhere else.
I don’t know.
I forget.
I omit.
I can’t remember.
The details.
Just red.
On my lips.
On the floor.
The way it hits, yeh.
Stained red.
Bloodshot eyes.
A mark.
Can’t look you in the eyes.
Started off innocent.
Ended up somewhere else.
I don’t know.
I forgot.
Did I omit.
Can’t remember.
Just red.
On my sheets.
On the floor.
How it hits, yeh.
Stained red.
On my lips.
On the floor.
I omit.
Stained red.
I forget.
On my sheets.
Can’t forget.