bleeding

(i want to burst; a faucet with skin.)

i want to bleed.

i want to taste rust

that flavor, maybe

life itself,

and not just suck

thin streams from

thin wounds;

i want to burst

and have it run

out of me--

a faucet with skin.

i want to drag

sharp edges

across scarred arms

leaving marks

with meaning.

i want pain

but i don't want pain.

truthfully,

i just want to bleed.

Reviews

[LoneWolf]

This is a sad write, I wonder if walking outside and looking up at the stars at night wouldn’t help with these dark feelings of yours. *smiles kindly* the stars are funny things in that they are almost always shining and almost always there for us to enjoy. It’s true that life is full of darkness and pain, but it’s also full of joy and light. You write very well and you have a gift for vivid description, skills I think would better serve you were they to be used in a positive way.

Sometimes the wind blows hard against us…but sometimes it envelopes us in a zephyr of warmth when we least expect it.

There is hope for the hopeless; I pray you find it, and perhaps one day help others to find it as well.

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[Lyzzy Redd]

Wow, the imagery... I'm at a loss for words. This was really well done. "faucet with skin"... How do you come up with this stuff? It's genius!

[ashley]

"a faucet with skin"
Incredible imagery in this piece. I can't relate to the feeling, but you describe it very well. Great write :)