An Ode To Everything That Holds Me Back

What holds you?

What stuns your heart into not beating?


What stops your heart from bleeding pure

Straight onto the canvas?

Dripping of want, desire, love…

All you want to do is bleed.


Is there something on your mind?

Is there something in your mind

That spreads poison through veins

And waits for your heart to die?


What happened to your muse:

Your guiding north star,

That morphs your pulse into hummingbird wings

And spills blood all over the floor?


Its there in your body

Laying silent and hungry for the chance

To make your blood boil and surge–

To make you bleed again.


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