I bleed

I bleed.

In silence.

I don't give shrinkage.

My reflection is staring back.

Pale. Dark. Bottomless.

My eyes are open.

But I'm asleep.

Gently I slide away.

In the night. The redemption.

In my dreams, I can be who I am.


The first cut won't hurt at all

The second only makes you wonder

The third will have you on your knees

You start bleeding, I start screaming (Propaganda)