Friday, 10 July 2009

Bleeding

When I couldn't understand
I kept silent
When you let go of my hand
I ble(e)d words

So near you could hear my breath
But not my cry
The distance grew to such a length
I ble(e)d words

If there is comfort in darkness
I couldn't sense it
Because I carried the sadness
I ble(e)d words

I am alone as I always was
To want and not have
When I re-live that pause
I ble(e)d words

2 comments:

Pallav said...

cryptic and beautiful...

the image of bleeding words is haunting and it also has a touch of spirituality to it somehow....

Good one D!

HnK

N

D said...

thanks for the visit man!
this one came from the soul.