... is for mend,
I have hurt,
I have bled,
In the past,
bloody red,
Time after time,
Those memories,
flood back,
In my head,
I am trapped,
Yet the stars,
Still shine bright,
They've seen it all,
Yet always gave light,
My hate is no more,
The tides have changed,
Tonight is the night,
I will no longer be chained,
It will be long,
And it will be hard,
But someday,
I will...
Move onSorry this poem may seem cliché,
I know, I know, but please give it a shot!
Thanks guys!❤
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PoetrySome light some dark, thoughts turned shards. Delightful poetry written as alphabet cards.