Brandon Maxfield's Poetry

  • Bleeding Heart



    The torn remains of a shredded and shattered Heart,

    Leaves the heart bleeding forever, pumping the life force

    from within the humans who actually have a Heart,

    Slowly draining the emotions so one becomes numbness with each corner we pass,

    the darkness swoop in leaving nothing but doubt,

    Always second guessing ourselves,

    unable to believe in hope,

    let alone repairing the Bleeding Heart,

    drowning in the pumping blood through the shredded and shattered heart,

    waking up every  morning is the hardest,

    uncontrolling belief that putting your trust and love into another person,

    will be Broken in one way or another,

    unable to heal the Bleeding Heart.