Quit

Take out your blade

Let the blood drip to the ground

In that loving awful manner

Don't stain the floors

Catch the droplets in your palm

Breathe lightly

You've done this before

It's all so familiar

And now you are at peace

and I am happy

I am dead

and you are free

That's how it should have been

You blamed me for drowning you

But you chained us together

I gave you the key 

But you threw it away

I never applied the cement

That was all your doing

So don't pretend I buried you

When your shoes are the ones that are dirty