The tears that I cried before flashed like a blink of an eye.
There I was begging for happiness.
The love I learned to embrace.
Appears too suddenly,
Was immediately overcome by the night sky.
Showing little light, little hope.
Pulling through the darkness.
Together yet still heavy for me to get by.
Is it really that hard to be with me?
Does the path together is not meant for each other?
Do I race too fast, to pull me back?
Are you satisfied?
As we speak I bleed.
As you smiled triumphantly, my knees broke down.
As you win in the losing game
Are you happy?
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Veins
PoesíaFreedom of thoughts. I hope you don't relate to anything. This is me as far as I could write.
