Suicide?

Dancing blood on the floor, proved the relationship, chopped finely.

The cries, the happiness, flowed with tears never wanting to get back off eyes, heir pain.

The holding fist, red of love, flowing drops, melting peaceful memories.

Salty tears, the beautiful fall, demanding to stop, to bifurcate, into pain and smile.

Fallen knife, kissing the floor, drunk with color of love, hide a saga within it.

The scavenger heart, beating it's last moments, demanding the rest.

The still body, lovely silence, ended an issue, forever.