And I'm bleeding...again.
pools beneath my
ragged flesh.
As the red falls
calmess once
again ensues.
It's all a ritual
You cut,
I bleed...for you.
You know my
damage because
it's you.
And this passion
is just
tears dripping.
Pathetic attempts
in recognition
of my refusal.
Yet somehow
when your shadow
touches me,
I breathe.
