Bleed
Joe Strickland 1986 (Hobbysville, SC)
you're a tight circle,
closed and cold,
a fortress built on
shaky ground.
i'm the moth drawn
to your flame
and i'll burn if i don't
watch myself.
i see the secrets
gathering dust
like gravestones
on some forgotten hill.
each one a weight
that's hard to lift
and i know you're paying
the price.
you're a master
of the art of deceit,
a weaver of webs,
a serpent in the night,
but i'm warning you,
the lies will consume you
and i'll be the one
who suffers most.
don't think you can keep me
in the dark.
i'll see the truth,
and i'll see through the mask
i'll follow the trail
of breadcrumbs and lies
and i'll be the one who's
left to bleed.
you may think you're safe,
but i'm not.
i'll be the one who's left
to pick up the pieces,
and I know that the truth
will always be
the cut that's too deep,
the wound that's too wide.
About this poem
This poem is a reflection on the fragility of relationships, trust, and secrets. The speaker is warning the other person about the consequences of keeping secrets and lies, and the pain that it will cause when the truth is finally revealed. The speaker urges the other person to be honest, even if it means sacrificing their own life or reputation.
Written on June 28, 2024
Submitted by JoeStrickland on June 28, 2024
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Quick analysis:
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Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 843 |
Words | 199 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8, 8, 8 |
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