Bleed Poem by Eman Awad

Because of him i bleed my self,
not to die but to know if i'm alive.
Because of him i seek any help,
trying to breathe and live my life.
He doesn't know what it is,
to surrender all for some one you love.
He feels nothing but emptyness,
to hurt people is what he thinks of.
He deserves nothing of my smiles,
and the increasing love in my heart.
He will walk lonely all those miles,
and without me he'll return to the start.
Like a circle, endless,
even though you've been there before.
Like him, loveless,
even though it's beautiful, it's soar.
He is no angel and no special one,
but how can i say that to my heart? ?
It's dead since he was gone,
it never believed that love tore it apart.
And for my heart i'll bleed him,
not to kill him but to know,
if he is a human after all...