Through the veins flow blood that has been poisoned by your love. The love that has infected the heart, the soul, and the mind. For a desire to be of your happy, for a desire to be in a state of okay. Unknowingly your love breathes through the pain, inhaling and exhaling such a deadly precision. Cutting opens wrists with a twist it has haunted only by your kiss. Lips that kill, a tongue that stabs, your love is a killer yet you have no idea. So innocent and so curious the worst pain comes from not knowing. Despised of your disguise, only to wonder why a demise has been left from only lies. Hatred given from others you don't hate, hated by the thought of only anger comes from the feelings of not knowing you; hate. For I have been so intrigued by the one you call home, the one you call peace. Felt so strongly of badly informed rumors from others, you sit in darkness. Bleeding and crying, you still are of that for not knowing. It is a burning place to be, and darling, you aren't hated by plenty.
8/17/15
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ShaneM Original Poetry Collection
PoetryTW: Dark and graphic emotions/thoughts. I am updating this collection of poetry as I have kind of left it alone for a long time. I started this in 2017, and while I have written many poems over the years, I have also stopped writing for a long time...
