Heart and Sleeve

by Lost and Delirious   Aug 24, 2008


I wear my heart on my sleeve,
you can see it bleeding and broken.

You can see my blood-shot eyes,
dripping with tears.

Streaks of red and black,
blood, eyeliner, and mascara.

The pain I feel is reflected on my body,
scares of pain.

Bloodshed late at night,
staining not only my body,
but my mind as well.

So as you see this broken girl,
don't try to help.

Don't try to fix me,
I am broken.

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  • 15 years ago

    by tigerdan

    This poem is a little better than the other I have read of yours.;) If I was to change something, I would start with the second line to smooth it out. I would say...you can see it bleed- ommit the words... and broken- because, since the heart is bleeding, it already implies that your heart is broken. does that make sense to you? Sometimes by ommiting words, it makes it overal stronger. And other times we need to add words. Your poems and mine are not that different, and I know that yours will grow. I hope this helps you out.

  • 15 years ago

    by Liz

    DUDE!!! Or-DUDEDET!! I love it! Great job! Great minds think alike!

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