The drip of the forgotten canvas

Drip...Drop
Splatter of blood
Painting the ground
Like an artists canvas
Forgotten
But
Brush
Still
DRIPPING
Drops hit
Ting,ting,ting
Tolling her time
Her thoughts
Fray
Shocked with betrayal
Fear
Pain
Love
Losing her mind
The fog and gray
Wrapping her in
The drop slow
The blank gray
Swirls in
She gasps
TINK
Black*