Pain

by falln angel with broken wings   Mar 12, 2008


Water runs down my face.
Splash the waves of pain crash,
On my body with a heavy phase.
As my tears create a flood,
I release more blood.
My tears and blood create a
Flood on my flour,
Wishing no one puts me through this any more.
All my tears have names.
From all there games.
Too much for me to bear.
I’m the only one who would care

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  • 16 years ago

    by A New Beginning

    Awesome job. I enjoyed it.
    Thanks for the comment on my poem

  • 16 years ago

    by David

    Wow...This one leaps at me...I hope things are okay with you.....
    If not...you know I am always here to talk to *hugs*

  • 16 years ago

    by Ares

    Really strong poem this. hope you're okay:)