the cut that always bleed (published)

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I'm so excited that this poem of mine got published.
The anthology name is "pages of u" Volume 3.

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This cut, that always bleeds,
This soul that always seeks,
This mind, which couldn't stop,
This knife which kisses the scares.

This body, which trembles,
This smiles that fumbles,
This scares which never fades,
They are not physical,
They bleed inside the brain.

These legs which gave out,
These words which cut through.
These tears, which didn't stop,
These people, who didn't care though.

The heart bleeds,
The brain shuts out,
The knife becomes deeper,
With each passing clouds.

This world didn't care,
So did they.
She passed out in the ground,
With rhymings in her brain.

It's easy to ask what happened,
It's easy to fake a confession,
It's easy to shed some tears,
But no one sees the unspoken.

It's easy to lie beside them,
It's easy to shut our mouth,
It's easy to say it's fine,
But the heart still bleeds out.

The blood that drips from the body,
The cuts that were never seen.
The wounds were never physical,
The scars were keen to keep.

Deep inside our brain,
Deep inside our bodies,
Because the scars were never physical.
The ones that were, were given by ourselves.
But still they couldn't call out for help.

- Me🤍

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