Red Teardrops
It is such a sight to witness, an atrocity, red teardrops falling from my eyes, the pain is literally killing me
You ask the reason as to why they are as red as a rose? The honest answer that I can give is it’s his fault, I suppose
My eyes are bleeding, there is nowhere left for the blood to escape, I am all cried out of tears and this puddle of blood is the aftermath, I am a depiction of his mistake
A thousand knives are cutting into the heart of me, the words that you threw at me so carelessly, believing that I would turn the other cheek
My heart, my soul, neither work that way, I can’t just accept the pain and move on, it's settled in to stay
It boils over with nowhere left to go, the pain is overwhelming, this damage that you have done to my heart, my soul
The red runs deep, so deep, almost as deep as the love that I truly felt for you, but now this vessel has been run dry and the proof lies within the truth
My eyes show every broken part, every slit vein, the teardrops have stopped running red there is nothing left to feel just emptiness and pain.
Copyright © Amanda Kinzer | Year Posted 2024
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