In, thoroughly
then out, slowly...
Sometimes, my mind plays the violin,
And my fingertips bleed...
tears roll along
the sills of my eyelids...
Some
days I'm...
A fascinating foible prominent in me as blood,
which resonates within my head and over time does...
So many things to write
so many thoughts gripping tight...
I am walking in the rain
these are all my tears...
Emptiness breaks a fragile heart
For I cannot stand to be apart...
Lie to me.
Tell me it's okay...
My hurt burns to ashes
Blowing away with the cold winter night...
Broken and cold,
My heart...
My life as I know it has many flaws
My senses work against me, I'm all alone...