And you can no longer hold me down and you can no longer hurt me and you can no longer leave bruises on my skin with your sharp words and it kills you, doesn't it?
You don't matter to me anymore, and you don't have power over me anymore.
And it kills you, doesn't it?
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Hearts
Poetry"You either get it down on paper or jump off a bridge." - Charles Bukowski Just snippets of stories I can't seem to get out of my head. All cover credit goes to the wonderful @mydearcc
