Overflow

By bAkU (Jakub Krzysztof Jedrzejewski)

All the pain I usually keep inside,

Filling me up like wine in a vase so wide,

Moulding, twisting, over and again,

Trapped within my labyrinthine brain,

Until it overflows.

For each drop of blood I spill,

I'll take a bucket of yours to fill,

For every tear my eyes have torn,

I’ll carve my words where flesh is worn,

And when your scream cuts through the night,

I'll overflow with peace of mind.

By bAkU (Jakub Krzysztof Jedrzejewski)