Black Tears.
It's time for the truth, no turning back.
But... All my friends and fears,
They're all quickly turning black.
Then I realized, it was my tears.
The sobs suddenly escaped my chest,
As the tears streamed down my face.
I saw in the mirror a girl who was depressed...
I knew that girl, I wanted to destroy her with angst.
I collapsed in front of my reflection;
More tears came, as I pulled my sleeve back.
It took only one more scar to relieve my depression.
So, why are the tears becoming more black?
My pain was only temporarily gone,
I tried the slashing many times before.
On that wrist so many scars were done.
The pain was back, I continued to weep.
From the public I could hide my scars,
I could hide my pain.
But the truth would be revealed through my eyes.
Maybe I should end all the lies...
Simply just fade away with my black tears,
Be gone and far away from my hurt.
I could blend in with my dark fears,
As the soul of thee stays alert.
This was the truth, without turning back,
My friends and fears...
Are no longer black.
Fore; I have no more tears.
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