Silence hovers over her like
a rain cloud spreading bad
luck over her own world
the taste of sorrow that
drips upon her tongue
captures a dream that was
once held dear
but her dream was the one
thing that was holding her
back from reality
a feeling as simple as life
it self can lead to regrets
that cloud the mind
she learned to imagine the
world as a shattered mirror
unable to be patched up
without getting hurt in
the end
the taste of blood leaks
through the pale skin
while the sorrowful rain water
rinses her secrets under the
bandage sealed with a crimson
kiss
