aikorose10 Posted February 7, 2012 Posted February 7, 2012 I wrote this poem one day sitting in class. It's kind of morbid, but I really like it, and I hope you do, to! The lonely: Tears of blood Tears of blood flow down my cheeks. They're red because I love you. The lost won't find the care he seeks. Not when he's alone. Life born of pain is worse than death. The darkness grows ever closer. It disappears with every breath, the beating of a heart. Why is the climb so steep? It just means the fall is harder. Secrets are not impossible to keep, merely begging to be told. Falling is better than flying. The familiar ground lies ahead. What is life, but a game before dying? You roll the dice but never win. The misplaced try but always break, to mangled to be fixed. The war of love is give and take. Why does it seem so one-sided? The tears have finally dried. Their rich color stains my lips. The lost found his way and painfully died. Everyone lied. Nobody cried. He will not be missed.
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