the sad part is,
you didn't heal me
when I was damaged
- you left me there to bleed
YOU ARE READING
Beyond the Barbed Wire
Poesíaand then i knew, women were some kind of b e a u t I f u l c r e a t u r e so fragile to touch but too fierce to hold -A collection of my poems-
✿ Bleeding ✿
the sad part is,
you didn't heal me
when I was damaged
- you left me there to bleed
