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from my book "this and that and everything in between" - https://www.amazon.com/author/rickadamspoetry each night when I go to bed I lay on my side because there are knives in my back and knives in my heart lying on my back or on my chest would only push the knives in further and deeper as if they’re not far and deep enough I have managed to remove some of the knives and continue to live while bleeding through the open wounds although I suppose removing the knives doesn’t matter at this point for every knife that I remove there’s another one or two or three that are stuck in me I don’t even feel the pain anymore I just know that the knives are there and so do those who stuck them there I remember who stuck each knife and when they stuck it in and stupidly I forgave a couple of them only for them to stick the knife in me again never trust the hand that stabbed you even once if they stab you once they will stab you again some may remove the knife and heal the wound themselves but this is rare the majority if not all of those who stuck the knife in you would rather watch you bleed to death than remove the knife and heal your wound yet I am not bleeding to death I am not dying so with that I shall remove each and every one of these knives if anything each one of these knives has only made me stronger if I can survive this I can survive anything
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Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
knives
from my book "this and that and everything in between" - https://www.amazon.com/author/rickadamspoetry each night when I go to bed I lay on my side because there are knives in my back and knives in my heart lying on my back or on my chest would only push the knives in further and deeper as if they’re not far and deep enough I have managed to remove some of the knives and continue to live while bleeding through the open wounds although I suppose removing the knives doesn’t matter at this point for every knife that I remove there’s another one or two or three that are stuck in me I don’t even feel the pain anymore I just know that the knives are there and so do those who stuck them there I remember who stuck each knife and when they stuck it in and stupidly I forgave a couple of them only for them to stick the knife in me again never trust the hand that stabbed you even once if they stab you once they will stab you again some may remove the knife and heal the wound themselves but this is rare the majority if not all of those who stuck the knife in you would rather watch you bleed to death than remove the knife and heal your wound yet I am not bleeding to death I am not dying so with that I shall remove each and every one of these knives if anything each one of these knives has only made me stronger if I can survive this I can survive anything
Amazon author page: https://www.amazon.com/author/rickadamspoetry
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Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
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