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Surrender

Bleeding for the One I Love

By Beth CarterPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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The blood flowing in me turns cold

I can taste the salt of my tears as they fall down my face

My shoes never leaving the ground as I shuffle along

I keep tripping on invisible cracks

It's like they were put there to tell me I won't make it

I see a door

It's seamless glass

It has a sense of intimidation

My torn up shoes stop because there is a lack of sidewalk to keep moving

My only way is through the door

With my eyes fixed on the ground

I pass through the crystal like glass

Seeing another pair of shoes

I lift my head

Im within inches of a man in white

I instantly know he's the one

I step back

Make an incision over my chest

The exacto knife I'm using rips open my flesh

Crimson red pours out

I slip my hand around my dead heart

Tearing it from it's home and give it to the man

My once clean clothes are dripping in surrender

Tears of relief continue to pour

My heart is now in the hands of another

It starts beating

My heart is not mine to destroy but rather his to protect

When I lean back against the chilled floor

My lungs expand for the first time

The air explaining to them what it means to breathe

I surrender

I surrender

I surrender all

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Beth Carter

Our species needs, and deserves, a citizenry with minds wide awake and a basic understanding of how the world works

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