I just want the bleeding to stop, I beg and plead.
When does the disappointment stop? You're hurting me.

Pain runs down my weak veins, legs buckle. How long will this drag this out? As you're pulling me.

Suffocated, intoxicated, disheartened lost soul. Bring me back to joy, back to being the real me.

For now I just bleed.
Bleed.
         B l e e d.