Page 11 - Reflectoem Magazine Issue 07

Internal Bleeding

Ghazal Khanna

Indian Poet
My eyes watch me

fall deeper inside
My chest feels full

so, it bleeds submerged

into tiny droplets in my own crazy mind

of metaphors
My body trembles

like at a lover's touch
My heart oozes pain

like blood
but nobody can see it My skin grows thicker
with every passing second

My limbs splash inside

the pool of memories My mind tells me to
let it swallow me whole

like a black hole
My breath feels faint

while I try to keep afloat so I stop paddling

and I try to reach
My hands try to catch

something to hold onto the rock bottom sooner

but find nothing smash my head open

It's all fluid in there to let you know
that I am bleeding