These days I find it hard to speak.
I feel trapped in this space.
I know I need to be patient.
All good things come with time.
There are lessons I still need to find.
I must learn to only accept the love I deserve,
Instead of justifying your endless excuses.
I wished so hard for you to be better, fair and gentle.
But I cannot shade my eyes any longer.
In this harsh reality, where you were the traitor.
Although my head knows it, my heart doesn't want to believe it.
But I guess that's another lesson to learn. . .
Trust yourself, your intuition.
Those who apologize without making changes,
Will only continue to manipulate you and cause you pain.
I just wish it wasn't your eyes that the monster lived in.
I showed you my scares,
And watched as you used them against me.
Still, I accepted you as you are.
I should have noticed the moment, I first felt like a dog, on a chain.
I ignored the signs and all your red flags.
-BM
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Late Night Poet - My Bleeding Heart
PoetryMy bleeding heart - part two of the collection of A late night poet. Here lies the stories of a bleeding heart through heart break and loss. The story and journey continues in poetry.