Bleeding

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    Bleeding

    There are razors in your touch
    I am cut by your voice
    I don’t want to love you
    But my heart gives me no choice
    Every time you talk to me
    I can hear my soul bleed
    Though I soak up every wound
    Filled, like an addict, with an uncontrollable need
    As you leave me bleeding

        Take the dagger from my heart
        Tell me you don’t care
        Watch my soul bleed at your feet
        Like nothing else is there
        You tell me you don’t love me
        Now that cuts me deep
        Watch me die before your eyes
        But don’t you lose any sleep
        As you leave me bleeding

    Stone cold is the look I get
    When I beg you to stay
    In the end I barter your presence
    And with my soul I pay
    Sold my soul to the devil
    To keep you here with me
    A glutton for your punishment
    I guess I’ll never see
    That I’m still bleeding

        Take the dagger from my heart
        Tell me you don’t care
        Watch my soul bleed at your feet
        Like nothing else is there
        You tell me you don’t love me
        Now that cuts me deep
        Watch me die before your eyes
        But never lose any sleep
        As I lay bleeding

    So very weak
    Can’t even speak
    Can’t stop the bleeding
    Knowing you are scheming
    Nothing to say
    As with my soul I pay
    Drowning in my own blood
    From all the damage you have done
    As I lay bleeding…
    …bleeding…
    …bleeding.
    To end each day
    By your side
    Is all I really want
    You complete my day
    Your warmth is all I need
    Your touch is all I desire
    I love you with all my heart
    And forever will it be yours
    You are my strength
    When I feel I can’t go on
    You are my heart
    When I forget
    You are the truth I need
    At the end of a day of lies
    You are the only person
    Who showed me that I am beautiful
    And for you I would go anywhere
    I would do anything for you
    Don’t tell me that I don’t feel this way
    Don’t tell me I’m naïve
    I know how I feel
    And nothing you have said or done
    Has or will ever change that
    I love you and that is all there is to it
    But apparently you can’t see

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    stewywright commented on Bleeding

    09-02-2009

    very good i see it as my relationship he is everything to you but your not his everything! You love him so and cant let go no matter what he does or says you will not love him any less! Even if it means losing yourself to keep him near!

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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