I am bleeding
Bleeding little pieces of my soul
Slowly dripping from the many wounds I’ve never taken the time to heal
Drip…drip…with each step I move monotonously forward tuned out to my body
To my needs, to my souls cry, to the wild, deep, dark within
That place that has hidden me, protected me, been denied by me
To the shadowy sentinels that have stood watch over all my hurtsAnd who hurt now, bleeding, waiting, wanting to be a part of me.