Bleeding Me Poem by Alexander De Meo

I’m trying,
destroying,
all the memories trapped in the past,

I’m speaking,
expressing,
all the things that I could never say,

tear me open, pour me out. Just to kill the things that scream and shout.

ignoring,
repressing,
try to hide the pain I feel inside

ripped open,
feel naked,
seams my mind’s being read far and wide,

all I want is someone to hear, even if my cries fall on deaf ears.

pushed over,
pulled under,
took my wings before I learned to fly

controling,
depriving,
trying to play off my every move

torturing with no repent, twisting my mind until it is bent.

playing me,
using me,
forcing me to endless confusion,

cry to me,
lie to me,
my whole world is just an illusion,

now you’ve planted evil’s seed, use what I want to get what you need.

I’m bleeding,
torn open,
jab another thorn into my side,

I’m fighting,
won’t take it,
all my thoughts I will no longer hide,

stitch the wounds that never heal, you cannot tell me what I feel

you liar,
I’m broken,
every thought I fear is disapproved,

promises,
mean nothing,
I have nothing left that I can lose,

feeding me false confidence, my silence will no longer be kept