Wounds

Blood dots the sky 
Like distant constellations 
Fading into the darkness 
Until the pain is no longer visible 
The trails trickle to the ground 
Seeping into the flower beds
Painting in the roses 
Like the queen's cards
Poisoning the Earth 
Turning it into something agonizing underneath 
Nourishing the soil 
To give birth to life 
Pain into growth 
For that I have appreciation 
My pain did something good 
For the sake of nature 
Without pain there can be no blooms
As for myself 
I would like to keep my wounds and I 
Alone in the stars