-bloody Truth- Poem by Abby Keen Harris

hurts like drawing blood
hides like a face in a hood
crying emptiness
resisting temptation and doing my best
bluee flames burn my skin
a sore heart is held within
darkness covers my sight
i'm runing from my fright
secret bliss in a black kiss
loved ones gone and missed
bitter, sweet, and tainted
hard, easy and painted
souls all hel within
bleeding from outside in
keeping my heart in a tin
black it is and cold it stays
because i hurt in many ways
i can hurt others and myself
i've been hiding on my shelf
when the real me comes out 2 play
everyone runs away
exceptr 1 person or a few
then i get eaten and chewed
spit out and eaten again
now i'm dead and this is the end