Bleeding Through

Maybe it's better that we're not talking.
Maybe it's better there's an empty silence ringing in my ears and a pain pulsing through my veins with every contraction of my heart.
Maybe it's better you've left me with empty thoughts resounding in my head.
Maybe it's better you're not here.
Maybe I'm better without you.

Maybe it's better I'm bleeding from this wound.
Maybe it's better I'm bleeding through.