Hello,

I love the term 'bled my heart whole' to me it suggests an instant death. The old poisoned blood gAve way for new life. Old emotions crumbled leaving a blank new sheet to start again.

This poem is full of dark imagery and yet is breathing hope of new beginnings.

Well done and take care,

Michael

I agree with Michael, ending things but breathing life into something new. Lots of dark imagery but hope too-

I love how this is full of dark imagery yet that ray of Hope of finding oneself.
Only thing is I think wish should be wishes.

Em