Destined Perspectives

Ocean of Blood

You cut me deep.

A ocean of blood.

It\'s what you did to me.

Made my tears run red.

The pain held me captive.

Convincing myself I healed.

Told myself I forgave you.

Told you that I forgave you.

Said I don\'t want revenge.

But in my darkest moments

I smile at the thought of

making you feel what I feel.

I hate myself for that thought.

For allowing you to cut my

soul and heart in pieces.

For allowing you to

question my morals.

For allowing you to win.

For allowing you to make

me just like you.

But your not the first.

I have cuts all over me

only I can see.

Thanks to the pain

you inflicted I am learning

tolerance to it.

Now I am stronger.

I am learning to

understand it to

heal it so I can

share how with others.

I will be a person I needed

for others.

I will turn pain into beauty.

Then the ocean will become

clear clean water.

The ocean of blood only a memory.