'Stream'

"Please stop!"she cried
banging her head on the wall
"i give up..i just want a way out"
Blood flows down
it trickles..cold
why doesnt anything seem warm now?
the sun,the light,the blood?
"you knew didnt you?"
why hurt the wall now?
Why cause it to be stained with blood
Why accuse?why blame?
Some spaces can never be filled
they are meant to be void
go on let it all out
who's listening?who cares if you're hurt or not?
The wall? ha!
It feels no more
Its already has its share
nails,rods,stains and scars
damage beyond repair
"im not accusing,i dont blame"
i just wish i could change
Change!ha!
Look at you!
Blood has already trickled down
It has found its path
Its a stream now,it has stained the wall.
"Why me?" good question!
Shut up and get to work!
Clean up the mess!get rid of the stains..

I stop now....
I stopped the stream too
no blood,no mess,no stains
"Please Stop!" "help"
what is it now??!!

I cant help it...
The scar remains...