I don’t bleed and tell (poetry)

when did everyone become so shattered
hiding the sharp pieces we refuse to see
bracing ourselves against the storm
the unrelenting rain
seeking shelter in all the wrong places
mesmerized by lightning carving the sky
unapologetic thunder echoing through our bones
on the verge of freedom
I don’t scream
just whisper
I don’t bleed and tell


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