Bleeding Out

Im Bleeding Out
the wound wont stop
blood is everywhere
Im bleeding out

Im bleeding out
its getting worse
No bandage can contain it
and yet
there is no blood
no wound
no pain

but I can feel it
I can feel all of it
I can feel every inch of it
I can see the blood
I can see the wound

Its on the inside
Of me
Why?
I dont know
But Im bleeding
Im bleeding out
Im digging deeper
deeper
Reaching deeper in
Get to the center
Until
Until it finally stops

I'm bleeding
Im bleeding out
Im digging
Im digging deeper
Im bleeding out
Digging deeper

Im facing myself
My wound is myself
And as I face myself
My wound stops bleeding
And eventually
I grow
I change
And I heal

Whoa, great poem. Awesome job! (it reminds me of a song called Bleeding Love, hehe)

That's a nice poem, OliviaLuna. I liked the style of writing.

That was I neat poem. (Even though I will admit I am sqrumish when it comes to blood. Ick...)

That'a an awesome poem I love the last stanza the most.

YA that was a really good poem! I like the last stanza as well. It was really good and it was very deep. It reminds me of the one song Bleeding Out by um Linkin Park! Oh and it does remind me of Bleeding Love too.

That was nice. Reminds me of something that happened to me.