The Blood Of Mind; It Stains Me So

Blood.

I feel blood 
pouring from
my mouth,
but I do not 
see
it. 

I feel blood
dripping down
my fingers, 
but everything I
touch
is clean. 

Blood is pooling
around my feet,
and yet the carpet
is not
stained. 

There is so much
blood, 
too much
blood - 
the blood of
my mind.