Bleed

by bex   Oct 10, 2005


Let me bleed,
Pour my soul out through this fabricated shrine.
Watch me scream,
The shadows burn and recreate all of these scars.

I had blocked,
All the outside knowledge too finally over come.
To experience,
First-hand pain it would relieve you if I did.

Tear me down with you,
I'm slowly drowning despite all of the things I tried.
Justice has been pushed aside,
To make room for you tainted presence.
You'll haunt me till I can let go.

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