He drew me in
with promises
and false loyalty
Only to find myself
tied down
chains locked around
my chest
and nailed to a ring of piety
He carved his soul into me
with such desperation
that I never felt
the loss of my own
and when I did
His passion became fury
love became loss
and my scars
raw with emotion
wet with tears
made me his
I could feel myself fall
whole becoming parts
parts becoming nothing
Until I awoke
saw the dark in his sunrise
and knew that I was
the only one who could
stop myself from
bleeding out
And now I stand
his shadow covers me
he tries to block my freedom
but he cannot take my will
And so he falls
only to awaken
to my resolve
under my control
now it’s I who will decide
how to make him bleed
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