BLEEDING OUT

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

too many thoughts in my head

too many ways to worry

  and wonder

  and worry

 

and I wonder why an artery

in my soul is

cut

just a little

and I wonder why we let our souls

bleed out

when all we need to do is stop

applying

all this pressure…

 

I was bleeding out,

standing around watching everyone

bleeding out

and I figured out

all my worries

  and all my obsessing

  and all my confessing

  might be my soul

  bleeding out

 

now  I know

to apply the pressure to the

right spot

remember the fights I’ve

already fought

and stop

bleeding out

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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