Saturday, October 22nd, 2011Mature

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.

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