My pen writes in blood- <br />My soul pours onto the page, <br />Staining it red. I look down <br />And see my heart before me. <br />If I laugh, I choke on my blood. <br />If I cry, my tears are my blood. <br />My heart, emotion, spills before me, <br />Before all who would know me.<br /><br />James Grengs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spilled-heart/
