Striking hard against my skin
It’s trying to vent its anger.
My pores
Glutinous
As I walk, my feet squelch
At every step,
It’s all dripping.
Bleeding
From everywhere
I’m RED.
Hard to throw against a will
I cannot move
I’m sticky gore
My breath reeks
My eyes…
I’m at a war within
A war so brutal,
And it’s bleeding me
Drop after drop. . .