bits and pieces to soak in.

red orchid

i was happy for a time
a brief time
(at least compared
to my sullen three years
of solitude)
until you showed your
true colors
of red fury and pain
they leaked onto me
sizzled through my skin like a bitter acid
and i wept my tears
into the holes of my wounds
i continue to weep
‘til the acid 
leaves your bloodstream.