I tried to hide my scars from you.
But I was still bleeding,
It was only a matter of time
before they bled through my clothes
and you noticed.
It's so hard to love someone
as a broken someone.
You notice my pain
before I do,
But I ruin my own chances at love.
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Author:
NinjaGirl (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It went up in flames...and it's my fault.
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I hear the theme of damaged goods in this poem. Even if sold at a discounted price someone wants them or they could not be sold. A good write some people buy them to repair and sell for a profit.
It's true...there's quite a hobby for taking the "free" furniture from in front of buildings and houses and refurbishing it to sell it
Your poem “Up in Flames” explores the struggles of vulnerability and self-acceptance in the context of love. It reflects on the emotional scars that hinder the poet's ability to connect with another person, highlighting the internal conflict between the desire for intimacy and the fear of exposing one’s pain.
Yes that's exactly it, thank you I'm glad it made sense to you!
Heavy, deep and poignant. Hope you are well. Merry Christmas to you and yours!
Thank you for reading! Merry Christmas to you as well!
A remarkable write about being alone in a world that feels too big sometimes. Love is a complicated thing to find sometimes. Even if you have a lot of it to offer.
Yes, so true thanks for reading!
it's not always one sided - easy to shoulder all the blame; but maybe it was not meant to be, and you have learnt a good lesson for the next time...all the best
Thanks for reading and commenting!
you are most welcome
have a great weekend
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