The Road To Forgiveness

Bleeding On The Pavement

That wound, in my  c h e s t

Is it my blood running out, my heart exposed?

Or is it the life dripping from me, 

From my  h e a d  to my fingers to my  t o e s

I'm bleeding on the pavement,

A  l i f e l e s s  body on the concrete,

My vision is blurred, breath choking and ending

Might as well be covered by a coffin's cold white  s h e e t