Our life source

Our life source

How easily it flows
So eager to leave our body. 
Slowly oozes from our body
So red, so beautiful 
Something about seeing it
Dripping from the mark
So comforting
The visual for what’s inside
The things I can’t explain
But this will fade.
Probably won’t even scar
But it hurts… like my heart. 
My life source, leaving my body
No one knows
No one can know.