My heart bleeds. My heart bleeds in excess all the time. It's always like a river flowing in the valley, and never a boulder in sight to stop the flow. When it's time to pick up the pieces I take my bandages and dress up my very deep wounds. N0 one ever knows that I bled, I bleed or that I am bleeding. I was born superwoman. Mentally and physically fit to take on life's pains. I am ready though. Ready to be vulnerable to myself, to my heart and to my wounds. All in the name of love.
