I NEED A NURSE

BRUISES

By Sean NoblePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Photo by Nick Fewings on Unsplash

I was Just Her A Sandcastle,

Built Just to be Wash Away,

Evolution,

Everyday is a New Day,

Money can make a Change,

Like the Weather

She Climatize,

Many act different.

Clothes on Clothesline,

I was left hanging,

I wanted her to stick,

Stamp on Letters,

Daily Checks,

She was to Be My Postbox.

Man Down,

I'm Hurting,

These bruises are quite Sore

Her words slice deeper than a Razor,

Her Target,

Drop my Heart to the Bottom,

An Anchor,

I Was Just Her Sandcastle,

Built by her

Just to be Wash Away.

Resume Session,

Experience is Needed,

A Surgeon,

My Heart has broken,

This heart needs a Surgery,

Her Love & Surgery

both Cut like a Knife.

Needle & Thread..

This Heart Requires Stitches..

heartbreak

About the Creator

Sean Noble

Poetry from the spiritual mind expressing Ways of creativity. Read passionately mini sadness, pure happiness. I have no Stripe account but will accept gratuity via PayPal. [email protected]. Thank you. Most High First Every Day.

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