Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Bleeding

I'd cut my veins open and swim in the pool of my own blood if it meant that I was getting better at being who I am you worry that I'll drown you can't save me from myself but if I came out to dry fully realized would you be the one to hand me the towel or would you have already gone
Request permission to use this poem
I
Written by
Izzy0103
20 / M
Published
Jul 15, 2023
Lines·Words
18·63
Notes

I'm getting better at this

Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell Izzy0103 how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write