I bleed and bleed and bleed
And think that he'll offer me a band-aid
I bleed and bleed and bleed
And still love his knife
I convince myself that I'm not toxic
I say this thousands of times that I ain't sick
I bleed for the pleasure of his knife
I shouldn't do it but that is my choice of life
He doesn't offer me any bandage
Instead he locks me up in a cage
He doesn't care about me at all
And there isn't any sweet memory of us that I recall
I bleed and bleed and bleed
Just for the sake of my obsession
I love him and choose to stay in his possession
Be it toxic and deadly for all I care
I must love him, I declare
~written by shalini~
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Midnight Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poems written about love and sadness. ~new updates when any new poem is written~ [All work is my own. Please ask/tag/credit me in any poems you want to use, thanks!] 27th may, 2024 • #2 in poem • #6 in poetry collection • #1...
