Bleeding Suture

Bleeding Suture

A Poem by butterfly
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Her pronunciation when she sings is clearer than my future
Her voice a healing balm on my bleeding suture
Bakit Labit Kitang Mahal
Woven in to my life soundtrack
I cant believe I loved him at all
I guess it seems useless to take it back
I can be mad but I refuse to be sad
I am reminded of the soul I once had
Within an endless melody of the song love sings
The reminder of the joy it brings
Reveals A Whole New World opening to a youthful 40 year old girl
I am reborn
Still with the scars that leave my heart torn
I am reminded its a part of the courage of a dreamer
To fall in to something that is showered with glitter
The shimmer attracted me blindly near and far
I should have known from the start
His kisses would leave me needing stitches
I was hurt before but never been this sore
His shadow was just an outline of a cold hearted snake
Sweet words story sounding bullets to create a deep heart ache
All my friends and family tried to warn me but he watched me bleeding while I sat beside him breathing
While everywhere the evidence was glaring
Kissing that girl in the picture in every social profile so reeling
I would walk the thousandth mile to stab away his charming smile
Violence would never do any good
The failures and and the foolishness never fail to lead us to the truth
Now I see who he really is a charming smile and a toxic kiss
Now my door is locked and all the other ways to me are blocked
Maybe one day all the confusion in his head wont leave someone else feeling dead
As I lie on the floor motionless and bored
The earth beneath me still forever more
An angelic voice breaks through this very dark door
The courage of the dreamer
The innocence of youth
The failures and the foolishness
That lead us to the truth
There is still more journey
Filled with happy hopes and the ones that don't come through
We learn lessons and find someone to teach it to
Through your love you'll live forever
With you at the start
part of the human heart
I felt so weak, I felt so dumb
I welcomed the feeling of numb
At this bitter ending to an affair of love
Life felt so done
Her voice healed the wounds inside
The girl i am supposed to be doesn't want to hide
Her angelic singing the song love sings
Flowing in my veins with the joy it brings
Her pronunciation clearer than my future
A mystical healing to my bleeding suture

© 2020 butterfly


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Added on April 8, 2020
Last Updated on April 8, 2020

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