Bleeding
I didn't feel it, didn't hear it.
Couldn't see that I was bleeding, my heart in apart, my body in pieces.
Yes! am waiting for my time to come, my events are waiting, my stories are leaving, and my feelings are tired.
I didn't see it coming, not even heard it
but what is this now?! am in shadow of hell
left my hiding long time ago, exposed to everything against nothing.
I've never know that i was bleeding, loosing my blood through my eyes.
Nails are there to scratch not to bleed
me I lost faith and trust, I lost everything in nothing.
The world is large I can feel it, but I can't see it or imagine it
all I know is that am bleeding through my ears.
Am afraid of stopping my bleeding while it is feeding all of them
I've accepted and signed the contract, I'll offer you your desire
and receive your mercy, as am condemned of being me
am bleeding and re-bleeding no matter what I do or I become
yes! until am me, the me I am.
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