07/02/21
it's wrong, is it not?
to hurt someone
else regardless of
the emotion that
crawls beneath
thy veins.
yet it's valid, is it not?
to hurt thyrself regardless
of the pain one feels
underneath their heart.
it holds, dearly, onto our arteries
every time and every where.
yet it's still valid, is it not?
to hurt thyself regardless
of the cursed pain one
feels below their heart.
the patches of purple and red
you distinguished on my skin
screamed horror; yet, they stared
at me like the demon under
our beds.
but the lines of red and black
i distinguished on my skin
yelled a memory, that sheds
tears off the cliff of my
eyelids;
why would it not?
CITEȘTI
Broken Arteries
Poezie↪ handmade poetry from someone who was once yet oft scarred. status: on-going date started | march.05.2021 date ended |
