The Need.

Posted: April 14, 2009

To bleed. 

All the time. 

To get out the bad blood and renew from the source. 
Fresh images expressed to my brain. 
Old pictures imprinted from the path of my soul.
Relive the wars.
Declare the promise that never strays.
Let it flow as it should, let it stain as should, let it grow as it should, let it spill from my heart.