Bleed Me Now

Bleed Me Now
by David Cortez

Bleed me now,
and see my heart beats fast,
quickened by, the ghosts inside
my soul, that linger in the past.

If I permit these tired eyes,
to see past old debris,
I'd forge a man much better than
my thoughts could ever be.

I once saw, the future dark,
a cloud of hanging doubt,
because I faced the world alone
and didn't venture out.

And now the clouds are gold
dust bright, the sky a brighter hue,
and all has changed within, without,
because I changed the view.