It is interesting that people bleed.
Deep on the inside where we cannot see.
We all have been cut
it starts from day one from our mothers gut.
Umbilical cord supplying all our nutrients
Giving us freedom only to forget it.
Don't bleed on others I've heard it said
The hurt so deep; learning how to live.
Time does not do the healing in a wound
It takes a considerable amount of love.
From when I took my first breath
I am learning love is not supposed to be tough.
What I hope is one day I won't shudder when I remember.
But I would speak of my pain with purpose and venture.
To proclaim the importance of believing and healing.
The cut circumvent, makes loving me more easy.
Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 1:35 AM UTC
It is interesting that people bleed.
Deep on the inside where we cannot see.
We all have been cut
it starts from day one from our mothers gut.
Umbilical cord supplying all our nutrients
Giving us freedom only to forget it.
Don't bleed on others I've heard it said
The hurt so deep; learning how to live.
Time does not do the healing in a wound
It takes a considerable amount of love.
From when I took my first breath
I am learning love is not supposed to be tough.
What I hope is one day I won't shudder when I remember.
But I would speak of my pain with purpose and venture.
To proclaim the importance of believing and healing.
The cut circumvent, makes loving me more easy.
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