I love the way you bleed me dry

I love the way you bleed me dry

A Poem by Yheela

Here I am, standing right in front of you, in the dark.

Multicoloured lights swirling in the smoke above our heads,

I can no longer hear the music.

Your whispered words are all that echo in my head,

broken record on repeat.

How could you say all those things,

almost promise me the world,

when you know seem to have forgotten all about me.

Her arms around your neck, your words for her only,

ignorant of others dancing.


Do you remember when last we met,

your thumb caressing my jawline

and I knew how deeply, desperately in love I was,

though I never told you.

My carefree laugh fooled you, I think,

into thinking what we had was only skin deep.

How cleverly I hid all my bruises,

concealing every time my heart broke because of you.

She releases you, drifting apart, her hand on your arm, then she is gone.

Triumphant you look around, meet my eyes, move towards me.


I see you speaking to me,

I still can't hear anything but your soft spoken words

playing over and over again in my head.

Trapped in your arms my hearts breaks for the millionth time,

never have I felt more alive than in you embrace.

Your love will surely kill me, so love me some more,

I still have some blood coursing through my veins. 

© 2013 Yheela


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Another beautiful if sad and longing write Yheela. One typo:
'when you know seem to have forgotten all about me.' Should be 'when you now seem to have forgotten all about me.'

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really liked this. Very powerful. Wasn't expecting that kind of emotional force from a poem with this title which was awesome to see! Great work with this!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow deep and emotional, enjoyed this.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Yheela

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much.
Just Kim

10 Years Ago

You are welcome very much : )

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Yheela
Yheela

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