Midnight Thoughts

60. Bleach ❤️

I tried to soak
every dark mem'ries
in thick bleach,
but sadly,
all the dirty stains
still remain.

Every broken promises
are carved with knife -
penetrating
deep beneath
this fragile skin of mine.

I have nothing left
inside of me
except for a wounded soul
and a bleeding heart.
💙

A/N:
Since it's my 60th poem. I'd like to make the next update to be special for all of you my dearest readers/friends. It'd be a free plugging of your book. ❤️
Just type the title of any BOOK (Only One Book, please?! 😅) that you want to promote. Type it down in the comment box.