**I wouldn't have put "poem #2" as part of the title but it was too short by itself so I had to add something XD
Bleed:
Bleed.
Ink on paper
Seeping through,
Staining the next page.
Bleed.
Emotions running off
Quicksilver and dangerous
Gathering, pooling.
Bleed.
Stains running along the shivering paper.
Lines carved, written with blood.
My ink, my blood.
Bleed.
YOU ARE READING
Iron Heart- Poetry
PoetryJust a collection of poems I've written :) They can be pretty weird or depressed but it's just my way of venting.
