Lower G.I. Bleed

My back is bleeding

From what they don't know

Except that something in my intestines exploded

I spent five days in the hospital

Tubes up my ass and down my throat

Ingesting chemicals that made me choke

In I.C. I saw an infant ran over by a car

Lying next to me is a boy they say is surely gonna die

The teenage mother with asthma

Runs up and down the hallway

Waiting for her flake of a boyfriend to call

While I lie in bed and bleed

The screams of the girl

With Down syndrome and cancer

Echo through my brain

As I complain about the stench of my bleed

Every attempt at friendship

I've made with the boy with sickle cell

Has fallen flat on my face

But then again I'm just bleeding

Then why am I crying?

Why am I crying?

Why am I crying?

Why am I crying?

Why am I crying?

Why am I crying?