You cut me
But this blood is not for you
You are not the reason this life force spills from my veins
There is no relation to your actions
This is coincidence and Juxtaposition
You are just witness to the release

I am crying
These tears are not for you
This hot sting leaving stains on my cheeks is a cleansing
Not a trial of sadness painting pain
This is openness and vulnerability
You are just witnessing release

They hurt me
My pain is all my own
A perfect machine built for battle learns to realign
These are growing spurts
This is life and reality
You are just a witness to my release