Bleeding Words

Let the ink smear,

And fall from this hole,

It conveys my emotions

Shows part of my soul.

It’s the truest red

That I have known,

The deepest crimson

To have ever flown.

It contrasts well

With the paper’s white,

Its scarlet red

Shows spirit bright.

It leaves a mark

On the empty page,

And inside I feel

Its darkness rage.

It’s open to you

I’ve set it free,

My blood, my words

It’s me you see.