Bleed Passion

Bleed passion

my friend

you are a diamond,

and the dark night

has nothing on you

love;

 

fear

is my

worst enemy;

I start to shake

uncontrollable

until the wheels

fall off.

 

So please bleed

passion;

red is the colour

of my nightmares,

and black

is the colour

of daydreams.

 

Love

is the

gamechanger,

a bruised type

of passion

like a coconut

you can’t get into.

 

Bleed passion

my friend

you’re barely alive,

and the light

shines down

on everyone.

 

Passion

is the fruit

you chew on;

you will reap

what you sow,

like growing crops

in an allotment.

 

Bleed passion

and believe

you can move

the world

on its axis.