A Scarlet Ocean

Warm droplets fall at a fast pace

Hitting the tiles at such a speed

Racing, slipping down

You can hear a small splash

Crimson drops fall now

This time faster

Running, pooling to the floor

Forming a puddle

The droplets pool together

A scarlet ocean has formed 

The ocean grows, waiting, hoping to be cleaned up before

it's too late.

The tiles are forever stained

Pink and orange tones trace spiderwebs

But nobody had come to stop the ocean

Nobody cared until it was too late.