Tears and Tears

by Blood Beauty   Feb 12, 2013


Tears of a thousand children,
Flooding my dreams like a river.
Tears and cuts on mountains high,
Ripping my dream wide open.

Tears and tears,
Flooded and gaped
My dreams over and over.

I learn to adapt.
I soon will find some good.
Won't I?

I am overcome by thesr things.
Tears and tears.
Tears of a thousand children,
Tears that gape wide open.

I close my eyes and all this comes to be.
The horror inside of me.
The only thing you may see,
DEPRESSION.

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