Monday, July 21, 2008

bleed

its beautiful and sleak
shiny metal sparkles in the night
rough around the edges,
gracefully, like glass, on my skin.
the red spills down
and i can breathe again
one drop
one drop is all
not enough
i panic
more pressure this time
i swear,
just one more time
the red fills me
but its not enough.
its never enough.