hope and half mangled poetry

ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ▹poems that ive been writing recently. ◃ ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ
》hope, longing, nostalgia, change, identity, death. 《

blood bled pure:
nostalgia is the muse
and dredging is the art
i hold lost people like trinkets,
and parade them in my heart.
the past is the bullet,
the future is the wound.
i never leave the graveyard
where we are are entombed.
hope is the prognosis
poetry is the cure
i'll write these people out,
until my blood bleeds pure.