The Black Tears

by Stephanie   Mar 26, 2008


Among the black tears that I cry,
Among the black tears that fall from my eyes,
Behind them are the scars, the hurt, and the lies
The truth that hurts me inside,
The truth I try desperately to hide

My patience has worn thin,
My heart broken from within,
I shout cause I can't bear,
I cry cause you don't care

A desire to scream,
And lock the door
Locked,
Just like my soul,
Which has now made my being,
Oh so sore

Facedown in my pillow
I want to let go,
All the shit,
I've come to known
Hurling down in my pain
Is this what I get,
For being there til the end?
Is this what I get,
For being your best friend?

A blade,
A desire to a silt
A glimmer of death,
No more guilt
Sharp,
But dull
Grievous,
But comforting

Against the flesh,
To add to the collection
Nearly strokes the skin,
cause there is no need,
For the collection is internal
I desire,
What I can't do

The eyes,
Are the windows to the soul
The heart is its holder
It's colder,
My inner sober

Black,
Is what covers my eyes
Black,
Is the color of the tears,
That I cry

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  • 15 years ago

    by Stephanie

    I don't actually cut myself. It's just an expression about the pain I feel inside sometimes. It's like I feel like I want to do it but I always control myself not to because I know that cutting myself would lead to disasterous outcomes, like hurting my family. I don't ever want to do that. I promise you that I am not emo and I agree with you cutting yourself is insane.

  • 15 years ago

    by Ayumi

    Wonderfully written, the expression is so clear! I felt this way too; except I didn't slit myself. That'd be insane, in my opinion. 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Chrissy0590

    This poem is so easy for me to relate to....... i really like this poem.....

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