The Queen of hearts

I bleed out for you hearts of pain
Queen of hearts has died laying on my floor
bleeding out what I thought I had before
I would bleed for you
My skin burns within
The Queen of hearts is bleeding within laying on my floor
a crime convicted veins constricted
I bleed out my convictions a moment of flow
a tent of red
a vision of dried
a pounding in my head
I bleed out my convictions
My veins pump a rusty subsistence food for my dying soul
I bleed out what I don’t have anymore
I’m The Queen of hearts dying on the floor

About Amanda Shelton

I write, and I do digital art. My life is never too boring, I think too much for my life to be nothing but interesting. I always put myself into my writing, so if you want to know how I think then just read my poetry, and short stories. Also I am brutally honest, and I love everyone unconditionally. No one is a stranger to me, I will treat you like I treat everyone else, like family.
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