Here We Go Again

I am bleeding out again,
Internally and upon the floor.
You would think by now I'd have been drained of every drop,
But somehow there is always more.

They say when a pool gets too large,
That there is no coming back.
But somehow I always manage to stand back up,
Waiting for the next wound you choose to inflict.

I am so exhausted of this repetitive cycle.
Tired of having to put my shattered pieces back together.
My  hands are stained by the blood of constantly trying to contain the jagged bits that are all that is left of me.
Why can't I be left to heal until I am whole?

I just want to breathe an unweighted breath.
I just want to step without pain.
I just want to be held,
Without waiting to be left again.

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