Transparent Blood

I am hurt,
I am burnt.
Words hurt like knives,
And knives can take lives.


The blood seeps out of the breach,
As if it were a lesson you had to teach.
So on the words spit out,
As if we needed water for a drought.
 

But this blood I cannot see,
Yet it is to be.
For everyone to see,
This blood is like the sea.


Salty yet sweet,
Now this feeling is complete.
I cannot say I like it,
But I've learnt to grin and bare it.


It does indeed hurt,
I'll stick to being an Introvert.
Why do I let people in,
When I feel like cutting skin.


But the blood is not from a cut,
From my eyes which are clenched shut.
It seeps from the break,
I just hope I'll soon wake.