Bleeding

Bleed for mi,
Bleed out for mi.
Let me see the crimson color of sin,
that lies beneath your smooth skin.

Bleed for mi,
Bleed out your heart.
Let me bask in the sorrows it encompasses,
and watch you struggle to weep with a soundless voice.

Bleed for mi,
Bleed out your soul.
Let me see the scars that appear each time they speak,
and watch them form a gaping hole as they spread.

Bleed for mi,
Bleed out for mi.
Let it all out from the slit.
For then alone, at the sight of red, would I recall that you are human.