Let Me Bleed

In the Darkness Of Light,
In the Pleasure Of pain,
I seek her, To be free
To be able to know what she holds,
to be able to free her pain
to liberate her soul, and all her disdain
I do not have a superiority complex when i state this
I feel let down rather...
Imagine access to one of the most beautiful simplistic minds in the world
only to find one day its access is gone
Its gaurded with gates of hurt and anger
locked with pain and sorrow
it stings and takes you to a surreal land of hell, if you touch it
Not that when you manage to enter, its otherwise
Why does this have to be this way,
let me bleed, into a hypovolemic coma,
to a state of oblivion, to a world of my own
i have no shame to say i have such feelings,
and i hate myself for such judgemental attitude over the years,
her love, her affection, feel like a dream,
her tender touch, a soft kiss, is a feeling of another realm
take me there, if this is the only way,
I cannot think of any other day
without the feeling of yesterday
lingering to stay
let me bleed , let me bleed
I am not prevaricating,
i translate this from the depths of my neurons
I plead to let me bleed