Crimson Colored Tears

I stare at you.
While you stare at me.
Why are you looking at me like that?
In that weird, expressionless way?
I look in the cracked mirror you have standing by your window.
Blood.
Everywhere.
What happened?
What did I do?
I look back at you.
I see the blood.
The blood that stains your face.
I see how lifeless your eyes are.
And I realize.
I realize what happened.
What went wrong.
How you became like this.
I did this.
I killed you.
I look at my hands.
Their covered in crimson.
The color stains my eyes. My skin. Everything.
I start to cry crimson colored tears.
I'm sorry.
Why did it have to turn out this way?
Will you ever forgive me?
Could you ever forgive me?
I take the broken piece of glass.
The one covered in your blood.
And put it through my heart.
Forgive me.
Please.
For I never meant to do this to you.
But they made me do it.
The voices that haunt me.
Forever.
And ever.