deepundergroundpoetry.com
Bleed
I bleed on the white tile floor
waiting for you to clean it up.
You walk by as if you could
not care less
I just wanted you to care once.
waiting for you to clean it up.
You walk by as if you could
not care less
I just wanted you to care once.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4
reading list entries 0
comments 6
reads 183
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.