I try to staunch
the flow of pain,
but I can't place
a tourniquet
on my gaping
emotional wound.

Would you lose
yourself to ease the
pain in drugs and
alcohol?
Or would
you quietly sit alone
in a darkened place
and brood?

The pain worsens and
you tighten down
but the flow of
bleeding emotions
continues and all the
painkillers in the world
can't stop this fatal flow.