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Bleed for me Why? Why what she says? Why do you cut, why do you bleed yourself? Why do birds fly, how the heck should I know? Ah but you are so beautiful, soft and sweet You see only as you wish, no one looks closer At the inside of me No one sees the mirror I see Tiss not true, I see through your eyes Come then take a good look, stare into my emptiness You see nothing ok? I remain quiet, somewhat stunned at the rebuke We both stare out the window, a broken neon sign Singing with the wind She whispers If I cut myself, to pieces I will slowly disappear and float away Inside will be outside The emptiness in my eyes will be everywhere The Ferris-Wheel ride will end I slowly gathered up some rather random thoughts My life was sunny Then one day it rained Then sunny Rain and sun, rain and sun Then the rain came again And again… Dark clouds hovered The days all became nights Until there was daylight no more A ghost taunted… I no longer mattered Until I became the ghost So you see, I have nothing left to cut She shyly looked over at me, confused it seemed You, you… you have money You look handsome I dare say you seem well off You have it all, and want for nothing The neon sign, the crickets, the bedside clock A symphony of sound in a room of silence, tick tock. Tick tock. Slowly, I discovered words, softly I dared repeat them You said I see nothing In this, is true, I did look into your eyes, I saw Inside of you nothing as you say Emptiness I saw a poverty of wanton desire, lost to this world In this you are also wrong For as I stared you refused to avert my curiosity Our eyes locked The emptiness inside of you You see Is me Time continued its journey Tick Tock went the clock Silence crept towards a comfort Imperceptible, a few of their fingers interlaced Touching The neon sign stop flickering And cried

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Date: 8/26/2016 5:07:00 PM
I'm at a loss to write a comment found this such an emotional write Arthur - you tackle subjects others shy away from - Bravo my friend:-) hugs Jan x
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Date: 8/26/2016 3:43:00 AM
A masterful piece, exceptionally well penned with gut wrenching emotion. The 'dialogue' emphasizes the internal struggle at it's peak, while the 'tick tock of the clock' is haunting. A stunning poem of many layers, each one prompts deeper understanding and meaning. You excel at writes that invite conversation on subjects tragically viewed as taboo, thus breaking the cycle. I commend you for this gift Arthur and thank you for your incredible efforts. bundles of blessings, lynn
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Date: 8/26/2016 3:03:00 AM
Simply amazing poem Arthur. I was actually thinking about suicide in youth and what I could say if I was confronted by the situation. There is so much depth in what is said and unsaid and the metaphors and imagery is spectacular...no it's not the drugs I'm on...this is good man : )....one of my all time favorites from you...this should be put into school books....
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Date: 8/26/2016 12:48:00 AM
Oh my...The sun , the rain, sun , rain... Its seems as If Im reading my own bio...I ve been there...Not completely ghostly yet ..but ve been there...What a powerful poem that makes me ponder, read and re-read...So many lines to munch along with my brunch.. : ).A fave king Arthur.
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