You're the one
who wants to cry
and wipes the tears
from other's cheeks.
You're the one
who bleeds,
who has broken
far too many bones,
and yet you stitch yourself
back up.
All the bumps
and scars on your skin,
they are more beautiful
than you know.
You close
your trembling hands
into fists.
You breathe
and close your eyes,
listening to the beat
of your own heart.
It's hurting,
can't you hear it?
your heart bleeds for you
YOU ARE READING
Titles are Overrated
PoetryThis is the equivalent of Notes app on your phone, so yeah, exposing myself. I guess it's considered poetry. Enjoy. :)