Every Drop I Bleed

One drop of me is innocent, bruised, battered, bold.

One drop of me is bleeding, it swims inside my soul calling me home.

Three drops of me are brave, the taste of tears slipped on my tongue.

I drip my drops to echo the storm that is my one. One drop of

me is timeless, captive, hidden screams. One drop of me is seeking,

pleading for release. Ten drops of me are silent, ten bones are

buried deep. I drip my drops to open the secrets my bones keep.

One drop of me is singing, caught right inside my dreams.