It fell from my wrist and on to the floor
I just prayed no one would open the door.
It left behind a trail, like a comet across the sky
I watched the small bead spread and I asked myself 'Why?'
More beads followed after the first
They each hit the floor like it was in thirst.
Little beads became little puddles
The red bead became many 
then the red bead became one
As I lay on the floor... it was done.