Bleeding Too Much For You
There you are,
Far out of sight,
And over here
Is where I am, still
And that blot
Running down
The hard-edge of the
Razor
Is love.
If this is all
You gave to me?
I don't want to
keep these memories
Stashed in my soul,
So I will have to turn
Back to where I was
Before you stepped
Out of the shadows,
Before you left me bleeding
Too much for you.
