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Time to Bleed

Poetry By: Coralie

It's a terrible habit, really... But sometimes it's all you can do to keep from breaking down...

Submitted:Feb 20, 2013    Reads: 54    Comments: 10    Likes: 4   

My breaths shorten as I find what I so long ago lost

The boundaries set have been completely crossed

No Time to think, only time to bleed,

To drain my self of these evils

Is all I need.

Shiny metal reflecting the light

As my mind fades away into the dead of the night

Wounds hidden underneath pretty clothes

Secrets kept hidden so that nobody knows

We all have reputations to uphold,

So what am I to do but turn my heart cold?

Necessary crimes to keep other pains away,

I hack at myself to keep thoughts at bay.

I can't distribute the blame among my foes

Or people of the past

Because none of them are aware

Of what goes on when the doors are closed.

Here I lie, curled on the floor

I can faintly hear people pounding on the door.

As the blood drips red down my wrist,

I let my consciousness slip into the dark bliss.

But even now, as my life starts to fade

I'm dragged through memories, a thousand times replayed.

The presence of all those who disappeared

And the ones that will still remain here,

A force stroner than fire itself,

Making me do what I most fear,

I cannot go, I cannot die.

Not all of my dues have yet been paid.

Things that time could never heal

Emotions I cannot feel

The numbness and pain always become one

And in this monster

I am undone.

I have no time to cry and no time to go away

Only time to bleed,

So I will try again another day.


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