I pass through smiles untouched <br /> Avoiding grasping eyes <br /> Laughter cracks like alien vowels <br /> Desolate as forsaken thighs <br /> There I go again with rhynes <br /> To dull inverted rage <br /> There I go a walking <br /> Stifling the silent scream <br /> Bleeding cut the joyless days <br /> Ca voice whispers do no mistake <br /> The ache of self pity for the sea of dreams <br /> I hope to wake <br /> The tourniquet still seems to tight <br /> Ravels as the cloak of night <br /> Enfolding me <br /> Tomorrow opens like a wound <br /> Tomorrow with a thousand spurts <br /> Of crimson stains the skies<br /><br />Anthony Ward<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bleeding-4/
