MY love,
is poison,
It can hurt people,
Like the sting of a viper.
That's why
I choose to be hidden.
I back away from Love,
And wipe away my poison,
Knowing that a dark shadow,
Holds onto me.
With every move I make,
People think I'm
Weird,strange,proud and cruel,
But all I know is that,
I'm hiding away this poison,
I'm hiding myself,
From harming and hurting them,
and there's none that can help,
A soul that has been bleeding,
From thousands of wounds.
YOU ARE READING
Hidden Spaces
PoetryLife is a canvas.. And I write my poems To give color and beauty To ones without paint, To you who needs The color of love.
