Where does the soul bleed —
from the eyes, blinded,
the heart, broken?
Does it fade in the dark
as it dies with your lies?
Is it burning you alive?
Is it out of compassion,
or by hatred?
Does the wound become its own witness?
How does the soul know to survive?
Can one learn to see the pain
through the light?
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 3:26 PM UTC
Where does the soul bleed —
from the eyes, blinded,
the heart, broken?
Does it fade in the dark
as it dies with your lies?
Is it burning you alive?
Is it out of compassion,
or by hatred?
Does the wound become its own witness?
How does the soul know to survive?
Can one learn to see the pain
through the light?
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