Bleeding

I've spent so long alone,
fumbling in the dark,
begging for the light,
that when it came,
so blinding and terrifying,
burning a hole all the way through,
all I could do was blink,
shocked,
slammed into the ground by my own hopes,
at first I found peace in the uncertain pain,
but then it seared,
and screamed through my chest,
leaving me hollow and hated.
I stood,
numb to the world around me,
directing all the anger inwards,
I fought,
bashing fists against walls,
screaming to be free from myself,
but all I could do was free others from me,
the pain never left,
never eased,
just rose and rose,
until it was the piercing,
deafening,
silence,
of being broken that I heard,
that was all I heard.
Afraid of the world,
that threatened my every move,
my every breath,
and pushed against me,
slamming my insides,
leaving me bruised,
and bleeding,
to only my eyes,
fear held nothing on me,
I accepted,
and watched,
as the things that made me feel whole,
were torn away from me,
until I was frayed and broken,
to the world.