Surging

Screaming, Surging, Streaming

Gushing to the surface

Pouring from my torn veins of emotion

So much crimson passion

So much liquid tension flowing through my limbs

Rushing out of the gaping whole in my breast, just to the left

I can taste the coppery pain

So confused, tormented,

Crucified, my own scarlet conflict guilt streaming down into my eyes

Until all my world is tinted red

Tell me what to do?

I love you, but I can't stand you

I can't do this

But I can't let you go, because you need me

I want to tear you out of my heart

And leave us both torn and bleeding

But I can't

So I bleed alone

All alone

While I keep you company

And stave off your loneliness

So that I may taste the crimson copper of isolation