bleed

I bleed,
like the red sunshine,
And the water
won't hold my drops
this time.

I went near the river,
to return with splashes
that said,
how will i fill your voids,
when I myself have holes?
that even scares the hills
It called the wind
to show its wounds,
never realizing
it was just the
reflection
of 

sun.
of me.