Bleeding Heart

My Bleeding Heart

 

Oh, my bleeding heart-

You should have known.

What it's like to be rejected-

And how it feels not to be known.

 

What made you think enough years passed-

Or that blood meant anything if asked?

Did you forget what it felt like-

To be heartbroken & made to feel small?

 

Turn your cheek, we're taught to uphold-

But...instead, what do we see unfold?

They pretend they don't know your name-

To them, feelings are but a game!

 

They've easily forgotten what they were taught-

What's loyalty, and what's not.

How could they forget the sacrifice & pain-

And yet.., they do time & time again.

 

What'll they do when the ghosts appear-

When in the background, their name is whispered?

Will they still think Life's a game-

Or shall they see, we all must rid pain?

 

by

Wanda Bruckner

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