help with analysis of this poem (inner journey)!!!! (1 Viewer)

[stevennnm]

I'll Bleed It All Away

I know I said I'll leave the blade
and learn to deal a different way.
But I still cant calm my sorrow
unless i bleed it all away.

I had to put away my knife
and let my wounds turn into scars
I tried to find my own way out
on a night that had no stars.

I tried to fight this all alone
to let all my old scars fade.
But i find myself once more
picking up this rusted blade.

I'm sorry that i let you down
that to your face i lied.
But i just cant bear the pain
its tearing me apart inside.

Here I sit, blood dripping down,
my weakened hands still write.
Tears wash away the crimson ink
as the pain i try to fight.

I cant stop saying that I'm sorry,
sorry if you're hurting too.
I just don't want to deal with things,
every thing I'm going through.

Tired of hearing all these lies
that keep shredding up my heart.
I cant choose between the things
that have torn my soul apart.

I cant keep hiding from the truth
cant keep hiding behind these eyes
these eyes that mimic happiness
that not even I can recognize.

I cant figure out the reasons,
theres not much here to explain.
No matter how much i hate this blade
it seems to ease my inner pain.

Everything they all have done
the pain i live inside each day.
theres nothing else that i can do
I'll just bleed it all away.

what ideas can you give me on its concept of inner journey and techniques used to achieve this??

 

[hopeles5ly]

I'll Bleed It All Away

I know I said I'll leave the blade
and learn to deal a different way.
But I still cant calm my sorrow
unless i bleed it all away.

I had to put away my knife
and let my wounds turn into scars
I tried to find my own way out
on a night that had no stars.

I tried to fight this all alone
to let all my old scars fade.
But i find myself once more
picking up this rusted blade.

I'm sorry that i let you down
that to your face i lied.
But i just cant bear the pain
its tearing me apart inside.

Here I sit, blood dripping down,
my weakened hands still write.
Tears wash away the crimson ink
as the pain i try to fight.

I cant stop saying that I'm sorry,
sorry if you're hurting too.
I just don't want to deal with things,
every thing I'm going through.

Tired of hearing all these lies
that keep shredding up my heart.
I cant choose between the things
that have torn my soul apart.

I cant keep hiding from the truth
cant keep hiding behind these eyes
these eyes that mimic happiness
that not even I can recognize.

I cant figure out the reasons,
theres not much here to explain.
No matter how much i hate this blade
it seems to ease my inner pain.

Everything they all have done
the pain i live inside each day.
theres nothing else that i can do
I'll just bleed it all away.

what ideas can you give me on its concept of inner journey and techniques used to achieve this??

my interpretation of this text is that the composer has taken an inner journey in which he has come to self-realization that the only way in which he can reduce the pain he feels at the moment is to use the blade and cut himself

 

[els29]

I'll Bleed It All Away

I know I said I'll leave the blade
and learn to deal a different way.
But I still cant calm my sorrow
unless i bleed it all away.

I had to put away my knife
and let my wounds turn into scars
I tried to find my own way out
on a night that had no stars.

I tried to fight this all alone
to let all my old scars fade.
But i find myself once more
picking up this rusted blade.

I'm sorry that i let you down
that to your face i lied.
But i just cant bear the pain
its tearing me apart inside.

Here I sit, blood dripping down,
my weakened hands still write.
Tears wash away the crimson ink
as the pain i try to fight.

I cant stop saying that I'm sorry,
sorry if you're hurting too.
I just don't want to deal with things,
every thing I'm going through.

Tired of hearing all these lies
that keep shredding up my heart.
I cant choose between the things
that have torn my soul apart.

I cant keep hiding from the truth
cant keep hiding behind these eyes
these eyes that mimic happiness
that not even I can recognize.

I cant figure out the reasons,
theres not much here to explain.
No matter how much i hate this blade
it seems to ease my inner pain.

Everything they all have done
the pain i live inside each day.
theres nothing else that i can do
I'll just bleed it all away.

what ideas can you give me on its concept of inner journey and techniques used to achieve this??

I agree with hopeles5ly in the fact that it does seem about self realisation and how he feels he has no other way to stop the pain, but also about the inner journey of pain and hurt and what he now sees that he is subjected to. There is alot of imagry in the notions of pain and cutting himself, ie. 'blood dripping down'. The main concept of inner journey is the progression through his feelings, from sadness to anger, even to the extent that he feels he needs to cause himself physical pain to rid himself of his current mentality and psychological trauma. it seems as though his state of mind doesnt really change during the text so its most likely set that this poem is more of an "end" point than it is a progression in the persons 'inner journey'.

Just remember to make points on the progression of his inner mind and mentality (feelings and causation)