Pressure
Sometimes
My eyes
Bleed
Just at the moment
Before my head
Explodes
You all know
that Moment
That
Feeling
And
There is no blood
There are
No tears
And still
The red stuff
That seeps
Through my pores
Should tell
Both me
And you
Everything
We need to know
So I sit
In a puddle
Of red
And I wonder
Where it all
Came from
And why
I didn't realise
Before
It happened