My Side of the Story Vol. I

7.) Heart Bleeds

I truly hope you find the healthiest form of love that you desire. As our relationship burns in a funeral pyre. The flames burn brighter than city lights. The carnage, some of the worst ungodly sights. When all of it's said and done and you can't find anywhere else to run. You were once a safe place, a place I called home. Now because of you my heart bleeds all over this poem.