Bleeding is an art

Bleeding is an art
a beautiful thing
from which i just cant part
the pain that it brings

is a hallow release
from a hurt
that never will sease
i watch the dirt

soaks up the blood
a part of me
now turned to mud
to a degree

it entertains
to see the life
flow from my veins
the sharper the knife

the quicker the cut
all the more sorrow
pooring from a rut
that will be there tomorrow

and every time
people fail
to take the time
and see the nail

there driving in
my hearts center
it will be there again
to help me enter

my get away place
where i can be myself
without feeling disgrace...........