Bleed Season

Trace the chalk and seize the day so

Those old habits never pass away

Commemerate the conception with

The children's debt the retribution

Deaf to self and mute to mind to find muddled wallowing nebulous blind

My crippled confidence chafed away

Without the answers I'm cast astray

My cloud's so thick that I can barely think

so reveal to me deadsight deadsight

Trace the tree and the veil will flee me

And now I see with salty eyes

Consistent tragedy persisting in me

This disability's my soul's demise

Deaf to self and left to fry

Muddled wallowing nebulous blind

My crippled confidence is chafed away to stay

With the answers I'm pulled astray

The habits laced embrace me

With a cold, chaotic flinch kiss of old deaths erase me soft, subtle, inch by inch

Upon my face I lie Mesmerized cauterized by the blemishes

Frail bandages Without chance to change

Desperate to rectify imperitive lest to die

Imminent reality on pace downglanced closed-faced

Consistent entrancement staring into empty space

with an open wound to clean

please cleanse me

Is this my time to feel

Is this my time to breathe

Is this my time to bleed

Change the season

I'll never live without you

I'll never see without you

I'll never change without you truesight