Blind,
Bound,
Bleeding.
Red hot pain
removed my eyes;
I am Blind.
Burning coarse ropes
bind my wrists behind,
bind my ankles together,
hold my flesh unkindly;
I am Bound.
Seeping warmth,
seeping life, ebbing down my arms,
ebbing down my legs,
seeping through the gaps
in my bruised and broken flesh,
puddling my life beneath me.
I am Bleeding.
Blind,
Bound,
Bleeding.
Alone in the silence,
mute in the darkness,
held in the death
that began my life;
I am Blind.
Torn from the truth,
concealed from the lies,
hidden within their hearts,
I am Bound.
Whispering the silence,
Bound in the secrets,
Weeping for mercy;
I am Bleeding.
Blind,
Bound,
Bleeding,
Within you,
Needing you,
but Ignored.
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It's been a while since I've written any poetry, and thing something as ...unsual as this pops out. I think I have issues, either way, feel free to shred it in your critiques.
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