My Heart Is Bleeding
I wonder if spilling words will help stop it

Red is the dominant color today, as I see my heart bleed . The clotting agent seems to be least bothered as if being negligent for a secret purpose.
But I cannot ignore the growing pain, feeling the blood drain drop by drop that renders me weaker with each passing moment. And all I wonder is how would I make this stop?
Didn't those people think this through, when they stabbed my heart a multiple times. There won't be any medicare available, they knew for sure in these strenuous times.
It's quite impressive the time they have chosen, disregarding all the efforts that I had put in. Now that I know they just don't care, I will take a huge sigh before moving elsewhere.
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I am Bhavna. I mostly write on satirical humor, short fictional stories, poems, and Life Lessons. Follow me for these and much more if it interests you.
