Bloodstained Diary

I don't want to read your bloodstained diary. It oozes tears and heartbreak and lust and jealousy. Consider the names that will be changed. Consider the love that will be rearranged. I can't have those red pages on my mind. The marbles that you lost, I will not find. I don't want to hear about the lipstick stains on her teeth, the wine spilled on the table, or the lovers underneath. I'll plug my ears and walk away, I refuse to hear what your ex had to say. I'll dash my head against the wall, I don't care who you kissed last fall. Your bloodstained diary is not mine to read, so put it in a box and watch it bleed.

Author's Note

I felt like this was a bit absentminded and I'd like to rework it. Any suggestions?