Bleed

Sometimes I wish,

I wish that I would bleed,

Bleed so much that, there would be,

Nothing left,

So that they could,

Finally, hear my muffled screams,

The silent voice,

That wished to be heard,

The unheard, dripping of tears,

Finally drowned my mind,

My smile, which dropped with each word,

Now faded without being seen.

My body went numb,

When I saw the cold crumbs,

Left by the people,

I loved, the most.

In the end, all I could wish for was,

For me to bleed,

So that the crimson,

Finally seeps into skin,

And warm my otherwise cold slumber....