This is...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Vintage Publishing


What this is... (Noir)

Submitted: May 09, 2018

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Bruised up knees and tired eyes,

My voice is hoarse from all the cries.

My heart is wounded and it’s aching,

My hands; my body are both shaking.

This is pain; this is sadness,

This is love; this is madness.

This is trauma; this is true,

This is me because of you.

This is my hair falling out,

This is stress without a doubt.

These are the tears that I have shed,

This is the fate I see ahead.

The trepidation in my veins,

Is the only feeling that remains.

I taste my tears as they flood,

And the metallic taste of my blood.

And once again I am aware,

This is my heart beyond repair.


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