Poetry

Bleeding

I used
to think
you wouldn’t
read my words.
But now,
I wonder if you
can hear my
bleeding lines
cry your name.

© Sarah Doughty

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24 thoughts on “Bleeding”

    1. Yes. There’s a few people that I feel understand me on a level that others don’t. Even my husband doesn’t fully understand my words sometimes. In my fiction, he sees more of me in Aisling than most, I think. But with my poems, it’s like I’m writing right over his head. If he even reads them.

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