blood

blood

A Poem by G

blood

            from a thousand cuts/wounds

some so insignificant

              that the memory is lost

blood

   from a thousand memories

some so good

   that it brings

            ecstatic pain

the memories of a hedonistic masochist

blood

     from a thousand scars

hardened flesh

             over bruises of the heart

           and mind

blood

     a little

  leaking out daily

                    leaving a trail

of hopes and dreams

               achieved and shattered

reminiscing and forgetting

   we cannot cry

                 our tears

are blood

    

 

 

   

© 2009 G


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