Leak Poem by Dislocated Heart

Leak



Ammunition you hold within words,
Spinning in the revolver,
Your tongue slits me deep.

Impale me with cuts,
Perhaps you only see the tip of my world.
Remove my scars,
With a broken soul underneath.

Slay the last bit of hope,
Slash my faith,
Leave me with sorrow.
Time will mend the hallow.

Empty I lay with crimson blood that continues to leak.

Friday, September 13, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: sorrow
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chyna Parker 14 September 2013

Beautiful.. Truly lovely

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