I wish I did not have to bleed
just to show you how much I love you
the marks are clear for all to see
even though they are not all physical
every day I feel I have to put my body on the line
in order to prove your worth to me
how can my wounds show your importance
or is it measured by how much blood I lose
some days I feel like I may need a transfusion
to replace all the plasma I lose defending you
the scars are not a badge of honour to me
am left wondering what they can ever mean
I care for you more than I could ever know
and desire to stay for the rest of my existence
I just wish I did not have to bleed
to show you how much I love you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem