I bleed through the cut in my heart,
Remember aiming your arrow straight for it,
You looked at me with dead eyes,
I couldn't recognize you
Maybe that's who you've been this whole time
I was just too clouded to see and realize
The smile and your words
The final act before the curtain dropped
And you became who you've been this whole time
YOU ARE READING
on a journey
Poetrya girl finding herself through pain and heartbreak . using her words as her escape, she grows to love herself thanks to @shoobari for the beautiful cover!
