The Blood

My life stuck in this putrid place,
Driven by my reverences, I race.

Stopped and clotting in your brain,
Relieving you from memories of pain.

The clot is not enough; pain is seeping through,
You know now what you have to do.

I'm trapped inside this cage of you.
Can't you see the hell you're putting me through?

I want to be freed.
Just let yourself bleed.