Can you identify the need
when you're most vulnerable
can you look behind the sorrow
which lies straight ahead
can you tell the difference
between wrong and right,
day or night?

Your eyes gloat with anger
pointing, screaming
a vague illusion locked a mirror
threatening to break outside
thousands of fragments
dripping with blood

Can you let it go?
just remember that I know
that it's hard, and it hurts
it flows in the veins,
as the blood carries on.

Can you?
I know you can...