10 May 2012
i watch as my blood bubbles
up from underneath my skin.
it holds all my pain.
i release it.
the cold silver against
my skin is like
drugs to a druggie,
weapons to a serial killer.
the crimson red doesnt stop.
i watch as my skin
swells and tries to
repair the damages.
if only it could do that
with all the damages
done to me.
when will it be my turn
to heal?
Opuss № I