Have you ever wanted to tie someone down..
Cut them with a razor blade and just watch them bleed?
Watch the blood bubble to the surface in the first fantastic rush and burst of colour...
Then watch as gravity pulls on the blood...
And it searches for the path of least resistance on its journey down..
The little red rivers separating and rejoining..
Matting hair as they go..
Pooling in the bodies hollows before pouring on in its descent..
All the while, their eyes are wild with fear and pain..
Darting this way and that, searching for help, escape, release, hope...
And finding none.
Tears welling to the surface..
Pain, anguish and hopelessness over running them until the tears start to flow down on their own journey..
Searching out their own paths..
And where they intersect the blood..
You have a mixed puddle of blood and tears on the floor at your feet..
And you don't feel what you thought you would...
Just the familiar emptiness?