𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫.
How I wonder where you're from
Embedded deep, into my skin
Reminding me of things that should have never been
𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫.
How I wonder who put you here.
Scratched deep into my heart
Really, you are a twisted work of art.
𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫.
How I wonder when you'll leave
You're beautiful, indeed.
But you bring back too many memories
If you stay, they may haunt me for centuries.
𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫.
How I wonder where you'll go
When you're gone, you'll have no place to call home.
Where will your wanderings take you?
What chaos will ensue?
𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐞. 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫.
How I wonder what you'll do
With the perfect opportunity to leave,
Will you stay, hidden in a place no one will find?
Or will you go, disappearing without a sign?
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Hearts
PoetryI write, because I am.// Too many emotions, // Overflowing, // As my heart bleeds // Words onto paper. // I write, // Therefore I am. ------------------- Cover credit goes to @WattAnOtaku OHMYGODTHAN...
