Melissa Ross Poet I do not know?

A Tad Bit

A drop of blood.
A touch of rain.
Will take away.
All of my pain.

My life is a mirage,
I can’t see ahead of me,
Only my dark past,
Which looms over me,
Glaring down at me,
Waiting for a return,
A return?
Who knows when it will come back,
Ripping me apart.

A drop of blood.
A touch of rain.
Will take away.
All of my pain.

I know not when,
My blood will spill again,
I hope it is never again,
Though I can see it,
Creeping over me,
Haunting my thoughts,
I think,
I’m thinking,
I despise this life I live.

A drop of blood.
A touch of rain.
Will take away.
All of my pain.

I feel the burning deep inside,
Try to hide,
From the feelings I fight,
I fought,
Fought.
To be released from,
But I feel them,
Coming on again,
Life seems so worthless,
Not worth trying.

A drop of blood.
A touch of rain.
Will take away.
All of my pain.

I feel the burning,
Wanting to break out,
Scream.
Release.

A drop of blood.
( Will I smile again? )
A touch of rain.
( Will I ever see the sun? )
Will take away.
( I’m stuck in this oblivion. )
All of my pain.
( It is eternal. )

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