tears

A tear soaked pillow from a lifetime of crying
A blood stained wrist from years of dying
Blood drips like tear drops and tears fall like rain
The Tears hidden behind a mask, the blood dries and cracks
A pillow once silky an white is now stained with pain and heartache
A girl once so alive and strong is now dead and buried
Closed eyes and a scarred wrist

strike the blade against your skin, without thought

without sin.






 

Author's Note

my poems/storys are mostly random pieces thrown together but some how make sense at least to me they do

Reviews

[Ian]

You're poems are really short, but they're good, you're very original.
Keep adding stuff.
Good job!

[Wunderlich]

"Blood drips like tear drops and tears fall like rain
The Tears hidden behind a mask, the blood dries and cracks"

I like those lines ^^
Good poem.

[Autumn Reign]

i love the emotion