Bleeding Poetry - An Original Poem Steemit Poets United : Donation @poetrybyjeremy
Title: Bleeding Poetry
A quill stabbed in my veins,
my blood is the ink
with which I stain
these papers.
Bleeding for your amusement,
spectate and contemplate:
to laugh or to cry?
Toss a coin
in the well of blood,
your blessed wish
keeps my soul alive.
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Really good, loved that. Sometimes it feels like I open too much in my writing, this summarizes the feeling. Well done ! :)
Thank you :) I definitely open too much; it's necessary at times.
I always try to tell an experience people can relate to, maybe not make them feel as alone.
This way, opening up doesn't feel as hard.
hmm. people don't need to relate to their own experiences. Sometimes, they like to feel something that they don't feel in their life. Our brain has strong empathy; so you do not need to experience and relate to something to feel it. Keep that in mind ;)
That's true but seeing other people are going through/have already gone through some bad stuff you're currently going through always helps.
Feeling like you're the only one "wrong" on the face of Earth is a really lonely feeling, if you get what I'm trying to say :)
I do get your point, but most times being understood is more important than being related to.