Red Tears

12/30/2012

 
Not from my eyes are they forming
Not rolling my cheek, adorning
The leave of silvery trails aren’t falling
They are red and from a river this morning

Gathered in beads of rippling pain
Shattering from a now split vein
Down pallor skin of reddened shame
Thoughts now stolen in some sick game

Biting sting of sharpened blade
Singing hum of pulse does fade
Violent thoughts of death lend aid
Screaming voice of tears is made
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Death Note

11/2/2012

 
Life was short
Death was painless
I slit my throat 
And went down silent
I couldn’t be strong
I couldn’t live long
I’m sorry I went so wrong
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