My Bleeding Pain is part of everything I do now. I live with a bleeding heart. I suffered much pain throughout my life. That I have changed along the way. My heart has changed from all the painful ordeals I have endured. I live with a bleeding heart. I am living a lie. Keeping who I truly am inside. I can no longer see my face in my own reflection. I live with a bleeding heart. Words spill across the lines of a page. I have allowed myself one comfort. And one comfort only. I live with a bleeding heart. My single comfort is words. My soul bleeds on paper. It causes pain within me…but, also, a burden is lifted. I live with a bleeding heart. I want to be the person that lives inside. But my bleeding heart won’t let me. I have allowed my heart to control my every action. I live with a bleeding heart. I slowly secede to them. I slowly secede to the tears. I slowly secede to the tears that bleed inside. I live with a bleeding heart. There is blood scattered across this paper. That is soul bleeding. I wonder when the bleeding will end. I live with a bleeding heart.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 11:55:03 +0000
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