Blood on My Heart

I have loved and found loving kind
Until I found myself waiting
And the waiting never seemed to end
The love I felt grew on my soul
Weighted me to this earth
Till I could not stomach it anymore
And looked to cut myself free
It hurt like I had never been told
How could I expect to find this
I never knew the pain of love
Until I first fell into it
Now I just want to forget everything
But there is blood on my heart
Of a dying love how do wash it free
I had love and enjoyed loves company
Till it treated me so unkind
Do I still believe that love is real
Do I believe that its out there for me
I have no answer while I look down
At the blood on my heart

poem by Matthew Holloway
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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