You ripped her
heart out and
smeared blood on her face.
She didn't let you
see the grappling
of emotions
She never
showed you
the finality dawning
You left a huge
gaping hole
across her back
She stitched it up with a
needle and whiskey
She saw it rip open again
when wings grew out
When alchemy
turned her into herself
When she
metamorphosed into me.
Last Seven Days Poems :
- Burnt Souls
- Human
- A Desire For Love
- I Remember
- Finding Home and Holding On
- I Was There
- Bleeding Angel
- That Day