Bleeding from a open wound
Is Obvious
Because everyone knows you're hurting.
Internal bleeding
Is a poison
No can fing the antidote for.
Is a demon
No exorcism can cure.
Is a knike
Repeatedly stabbing your heart.
Is a torture
For yourself and others too.
What they do affect you
And you bleed inside.
They do not know that you do.
You just do.
And fall into a state of depression.
No one can help you find your way again
For they do not know that you hurt.
They do not see they pain.
You do not let them know.
Then you die.
They send condonlences.
And soon
You are a lost tombstone on acres of land.
So insignificant.
Only missed
By the guilty creature
Who caused you to bleed
In the first place.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry.....Beginning To End
PoetryThis is a collection of all my poems in the order that they were written. Hope you enjoy them. WARNING...may contain some song lyrics.
