"Internal Bleeding" 11 - 12 - 02
look at this kind man's face
watch it contort and grimace
once was only a slight pain
now a hell he tries to restrain
listen to his begs and groans
in his pain he twists and moans
he holds his deamons at bay
denying the hurt, ignoring the fray
breathing is a hell-driven task
living his life is just too much to ask
he knows the pain isn't fake but real
more than ever felt, seeming so surreal
his pain is a hurt, a deeply sewn needing
but you cannot see it...
for it's Internal Bleeding.