bleeding

cold and raged and wanting gasping
wishing there was air holding a feeling
bashing a wall that grows thicker and thicker
desolate and bleading watching the waves receding
seeing the sun wishing the moon would never come
spending precous moments feeling torn and open
waiting on healing seeing a light grasping and reaching
seeing the fading wish receading
holding the the crying child beaten
wishing there was some end greeting
flesh open and bleading holding it there waiting for healing
looking and seeing a far light
running and falling and still fighting
torn by thorns riped open congealing
holding inside the only feeling
thinking and knowing its the only meeting place
waiting on something
knowing its there but ever reaching
giving all and never receaving
knowing its waisiting the only energy left
but beleaving and holding the only heart beating
taking the pills and waiting for the nothing
the vanishing of the only feelings the desolation
in the end finaly seeing the one left behind
forgoten and bleading
still reaching and pleading fighting the only thing holding
suporting it all with made up feelings
see it all through a tunnel but feel the pummeling
the flesh thats open the wound healing
energy forming and tearing the only good thing going
fighting it all with fear and hurting
darkness faiding fighting for light and the air pulsing
taking the breath so long in years coming
drounding and bleading waiting on feeling
seeing the light of the goddess pulsing
following steps to a tree growing
bowing and kneeling sensing something coming
seeing the earth grow with needing
feeling it all and still bleeding
wanting the something ever searching fighting and seeing
so far away is this light needing
searching and runnign following this light pulsing
reaching and touching the flame burning
having it mine to make it ever knowing
its never over it keeps on going the light fading
touching the wounds ever bleeding