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Poetry

Some of the poems I've written, all of them sad. If you don't like sad stuff, don't read it.

Bleeding

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by BlackShadow124

by BlackShadow124

My heart is bleeding,

My body is bleeding,

From every cut my body consumes,

From every heartbreak my heart takes,

Grief is the worst,

The pain so unbearable,

The coffin a symbol,

Anger shakes me.

Why did you leave?

Why?
Why did you smoke,

Why did you drink,

Why?

11 is too young to lose someone,

But how could you know?

You always thought I was stronger,

That I'd be able to carry your death easily,

but I was so weak.

Still am.

So now,

I bleed.

For you.

My blood,

worth nothing,

is a sacrifice for you.

Its one I'm willing to make.

Maybe one day,

On one joyful day,

I'll lose so much I'll join you.

But oh, I forgot,

we belong to separate worlds.

Does this mean I'll never see you again?

The thought is awful.

If you could see my heart,

Barely holding together,

It has so many cracks.

One day,

it might repair itself,

but now it's close to dying.

I'm close to dying.