Blind Corner

Bleeding through veins,

Laden with torture and pains.

Invisible yet alive,

Unable to strive.

Your honesty devours my interior,

Adding to your sense of superior.

I am all tears,

With my internal fears.

Hoping to find relief,

Drowning in disbelief.

Playing with fire,

I lay myself on pyre.

Knowing I would burn down to ashes.

Yet I let you drench me with splashes.

Smudged with dirt, still wanted to stay

But you wouldn’t stop pushing me away..

One step back and off the cliff,

Forever cold and stiff.