by : jellyapplejuice
The wounds you wonderfully made was still carved through me
Run my blood dry and left me with a scars that never die
Those tears i cried was never enough to kill the pain i feel inside
I should have never let you in to ruin me from within
I always wondered why my wounds are still bleeding
Your wonderful illusions made me believe one thing
The needles used to stitch these wounds were dashing swords
The threads used to sew these wounds were vines full of torns
Breakdown the walls i built to let you in and destroy it for you
For you to see right through me and love me endlessly without boundaries
The walls were crashing as well as my doubts and fears
Letting you in bruised my soul that lasts for eternity
After carving your name through my soul was definitely beautiful
So perfectly that i never even know you're using sword for carving
The blood that drips still flows throughout my soul
A sweet blood from the wounds you gave me has an aftertaste of bitterness
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Bleeding in Poetry
PoetryA poem collection by yours truly. Disclaimer : I'm really not that good at poetry so please bare with me. You may also encounter typographical and grammatical errors.
