We're all blood and that is why i bleed for you.

We're all blood and that is why i bleed for you.

A Poem by maritza.
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Poem in refference to the support i give my sister and family when they're experiencing hard times.

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with every beat my loving crimson blood burns my chest i gasp for air and never breathe for they are dying at my arms she is slipping through a rabbit hole in which i burned some time ago i don't know the words i have to speak actions i must take the tears i have to show for her to know how fucken bad i want to save her how fucken much i cry to help them how fucken much i pray to god to avoid the irreparable it eats up my insides chews them up and spits them out and i'm left the same nothing changes i cry for their pain i die for her every day i care for her so much it nearly takes my life away it hurts to be outside looking in through a glass window wishing that a single touch would turn their browns and greys into something more peaceful but being so damn scared of climbing in joining them then getting caught in their tornado a battle i fought so hard to escape is the thought that tries to keep me away all the while i hear a voice in my ear calling me a selfish b***h i don't know who to listen to, why is it so difficult i just want to pick them up and keep them warm see a smile or two and make life easier like a moth on my shoulder i want her to know i'll forever carry her if i need to.

© 2008 maritza.


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A truly sad write, but yet so easily true.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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maritza.

hayward, CA



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