the bleeding
the bleeding
the bleeding continues long after it should have stopped
running down the lines of skin lightens from red to pink
an aware pumping heartsong knowing as blood dropped
while feeling an emptiness within as vision starts to sink
the bleeding seems slower yet still seeps from the wound
tighten the grip upon the stain and then allowing to relax
when to know all is over or to wait for the flow to resume
the cut crossing the grain grows as the bloody knife hacks
the bleeding seems to have ended a thin scab is forming
careful not to touch too hard covering with a gauze gently
as the scar has not yet mended the skin is slowly warming
at a point now forever marred which is observed intently
the bleeding will begin again when or where is not known
the bleeding will begin when once again the sin has grown