It's bout how empty/ drained/ exhausted one feels when a relationship ends.
It has some sexual connotations if you bother to read between the lines.
Dedicated to Yellow, to Coldplay and to all Bloodless Hearts.


"For You I Bleed Myself Dry"

Dirt!
Dirt!
All that's left is Dirt!
All the red has seeped out.
You drank every drop.
You sucked on it like a juicy mango.
Dirt!
And you din't bother to wash.
Your hands still dripping,
You pounce on the next victim.
I hope you leave a drop for her.
She might live.
As for me,
You left me unfit for anyone else.
I must shrivel up and die.
Maybe I already have.

I wonder when I lowered my shell.
I wonder when I let you in.
I wonder when, I wonder why.

You gave me some,
I gave you some.
Then the giving stopped.
The stealing began
Until,
Until I couldn't sing anymore.
Until I couldn't sleep anymore.
Until I couldn't breathe anymore.
You left Dry Tears.
Silent Screams.
And Numbness.
I'm not cold, you are.
I'm not a beast, you are.
I'm not heartless, you aren't.
You have mine.
It doesn't hurt anymore.
You left nothing to hurt.
Thank You.
Thank You.

For you I bleed myself dry
And only dirt
Not even sand
But dirt.

After thought: you might have to read "Dry Tears" to understand some of this.




Poetry by Parnika
Read 1098 times
Written on 2007-01-15 at 07:46

Tags Dirt  Emptiness  Sex 

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