Bleeding

on

I’m bleeding ink

I’m bleeding thru my fingers

Soaking wet misunderstanding

Too late to regret

I’m bleeding ink, every pore is an open wound

Every single breath causes an internal hemorrhage

It’s the beast out of his cage, the pain mad with rage

I’m bleeding profusely into the deeps of the ground

These are the gentle drops of desperation

Evolving into tragic resignation

The bleeding will never cease to exist

For how long will we be able to resist?

I’m bleeding ink all over

A melancholic glimpse of October

Memories are the sharpest dagger

For the lost, and the unwanted lover.

2 Comments Add yours

    1. lynyo says:

      Thank you! I’m so glad and honored! Thank you for reading

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