Bloody rain

NOTE: This May Be Violent To Younger Readers.

If rain falls, just like blood, then why not, bloody rain?

You bring your umbrella, you walk outside, and then, you feel a pain.

You look up, and see a dark figure, wearing red.

They bring up the knife, and you put down your head.

It's all over now, you should've stayed in bed.

But that person, they're knife, it was red!

So as you wait, for them to fall you, like a chopped down tree,

You look up, and the last thing you saw was rain, before it said: "It was me."

You wanted to scream, to run, and get away from this fate,

But the last thing you ever saw, was something, like a stake.

It came down, and you screamed, with your very last breath.

It didn't hurt, but you knew, you were gone, in your rest.

You can see now, and what you saw, would've shaken you to your brain.

It was what you always thought it was, it was...

Bloody Rain.