Crimson tears of agony

A Poem by _SD

I'm scattered, fallen to pieces;
blood oozes from my skin.

I'm the dagger stabbed to my own heart;
the blood won't stop pouring.

I'm nothing, floating amidst dark clouds,
as stormy rain pours down on my shattered soul.

I'm trying to run, but chains won't let me move.
On my knees, I try to crawl, but my legs won't budge from the spot.

I'm trying, I'm trying, really I'm trying.
They say, "But I don't see you move."