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Wounded ... and Bound
Wounded...
Deep...inside the fabric
of ones soul...
Where soft tissue is
interlaced with emotion
in the core...
Wounded....
Root deep...
Where painful memories
Bleed into the lining
Of ones Mind
Like Henna Tattoos
Marking the Heart...
Staining It...
To Forever be recognized...
As Broken...
How to fix it...
How...
What can bind
One together...
After being so
torn Apart
What can Bind
The Broken Heart...
I Bound my heart
with anger...
enough to consume
me whole....
Delivering a searing heat
to anyone daring
to come close...
I bound my heart with
Melancholy ...
Allowing myself to swim
In the deep waters...
that only managed
to drown me....
Wounded... and Bound
Like a turn of the century
torture machine
Trying to make me confess
That I still believe in Love
Well... I do not believe
As I lay here wounded .....
Bound and Bleeding
Like razor blades slicing
through warm flesh
Is my breathing...
Labored at best....
and they say for the wicked
Yes...The wicked shall have...
No rest
As my tears fall
not making a sound...
As my heart beats to
the rhythm
Of the wounded.. and Bound
Deep...inside the fabric
of ones soul...
Where soft tissue is
interlaced with emotion
in the core...
Wounded....
Root deep...
Where painful memories
Bleed into the lining
Of ones Mind
Like Henna Tattoos
Marking the Heart...
Staining It...
To Forever be recognized...
As Broken...
How to fix it...
How...
What can bind
One together...
After being so
torn Apart
What can Bind
The Broken Heart...
I Bound my heart
with anger...
enough to consume
me whole....
Delivering a searing heat
to anyone daring
to come close...
I bound my heart with
Melancholy ...
Allowing myself to swim
In the deep waters...
that only managed
to drown me....
Wounded... and Bound
Like a turn of the century
torture machine
Trying to make me confess
That I still believe in Love
Well... I do not believe
As I lay here wounded .....
Bound and Bleeding
Like razor blades slicing
through warm flesh
Is my breathing...
Labored at best....
and they say for the wicked
Yes...The wicked shall have...
No rest
As my tears fall
not making a sound...
As my heart beats to
the rhythm
Of the wounded.. and Bound
Published 11th Jun 2014
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11th Jun 2014 5:59am
11th Jun 2014 10:36pm
Anonymous
11th Jun 2014 7:01am
love breaks and mends and the journey can be so painful at times. This is heartfelt, emotional and so vividly depicts the broken sadness...
talented ink my dear friend
peace :)
talented ink my dear friend
peace :)
11th Jun 2014 10:38pm
11th Jun 2014 5:40pm
....the gloom, angst and sorrow of this piece is written so soft and beautiful, Fire!
"Wounded....
Root deep...
Where painful memories
Bleed into the lining
Of ones Mind"<--My goodness, that was stated gorgeously! Relatable Ink, enjoyed! Xo
"Wounded....
Root deep...
Where painful memories
Bleed into the lining
Of ones Mind"<--My goodness, that was stated gorgeously! Relatable Ink, enjoyed! Xo
11th Jun 2014 10:38pm
Thank you so much Lady Rain....
I tried to delicately whisper the despair instead of screaming it out
Fire
I tried to delicately whisper the despair instead of screaming it out
Fire
This was powerful emotional ink! A painful journey into the depths of despair.
I hope this is just a write.
..Like razor blades slicing
through warm flesh
Is my breathing...Wow!
much love Sis and much peace!
I hope this is just a write.
..Like razor blades slicing
through warm flesh
Is my breathing...Wow!
much love Sis and much peace!
11th Jun 2014 10:39pm
Thank My friend! yes this is just a write however it does encompass all my life long hurts
Fire
Fire
11th Jun 2014 10:52pm
Oh dear!This poem has such emotional depth it just cuts through your soul.Wounded...and Bound :how dramatic and intense.Absolutely loving this 100%.
11th Jun 2014 11:25pm
It takes much to fill the emptiness, blinks of an eye to make it so :(
Touching Write Dear Fire-You give and glow with whatever frame of emotion You Ink!!!
Touching Write Dear Fire-You give and glow with whatever frame of emotion You Ink!!!
27th Jun 2014 4:50pm
