Blood words
~
I bleed across the page
a severed artery pours words
into a pool of verse
staining lines with my soul
I am a poet
and here I lay
my dreams and desires
my innermost thoughts
I am naked vulnerable
this is me upon the page
I bleed out myself
everything I am
or will every be
to this art I love
to this art I give myself
I bleed upon the page
not for book sales
or glory
but only for poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem