Unspoken fears and worlds of pain, sorrow as deep as earth’s core. Loneliness a barren field, stretching on and on until the land meets an empty sky. These scenes can only be described fully by one medium: blood.
Blood says what words cannot express. Blood gives voice to a million silent cries… if only I could take your pain and carve it onto my arms, take your sorrow and give it expression through beautiful mutilation. If only I could take it and let my blood tell your unspoken story.
But I do not possess that power, I do not hold that position. Such an act has already taken place by the One who knows all things fully. So I remain whole; skin unbroken and a heart bleeding for you.