Tears

Tear drops are falling.

All around me,

I see my tears.

Streams of mascara

Dripping down my face.

Tissues balled up,

Barely used.

Stains of eye liner,

and mascara,

Scar the paper.

I look down at my arms.

Tiny little claw marks,

All the way around.

Releasing my anger,

My tension,

My sorrow.

Tears, tissues, drips of blood.

I'm a mess, yet again.....