Bleed

I feel the need to bleed today,
From a wound so deep that the flesh is swollen and red.
It can’t be kept out of sight from wandering heads.
They look at me in complete and utter disgust at what they see.
They don’t know what it’s like being me.

I feel the need to bleed today.
From the same wound as yesterday.
Retrace the scar that I made,
Against the flesh that started to heal,
Enjoyment that no one can steal.

I feel the need to bleed today.
“You need help” some might say.
Help is far from what I need.
I need pain from which I feed.
Only I will know such greed.

I feel the need to bleed today.
I have become accustom to the pain.
Pain that is feared by most,
Will now end up being my host.
The rushing pain now takes me over.

I felt the need to bleed today.
As my casket is being carried away…