Dec 2018
I'm bleeding.
There is no way to stop it
I've done this to myself
I cant break this habit.
It's not physical,
but the pain is real
These next moments are pivotal
I don't want to feel.
The river slows to a creek
and then a stream.
But it never stops flowing,
it fills my dreams.
I'm never safe
from myself it seems.
I'm bleeding.
There is no way to stop it
I've done this to myself
I cant break this habit.
It's not physical,
but the pain is real
These next moments are pivotal
I don't want to feel.
The river slows to a creek
and then a stream.
But it never stops flowing,
it fills my dreams.
I'm never safe
from myself it seems.
I'm bleeding.
I've never really been interested in writing poems that rhyme, it just always felt forced to me. But with this poem it came out so easily, and it seems to add to the message, as oppose to distracting from it.
If you enjoy my poetry please check out page, I try to post a couple poems a week if I can.
If you enjoy my poetry please check out page, I try to post a couple poems a week if I can.
