Tears

Trickle down my face Like Sundays I wish to forget Violate me with your words You get the stones I’ll get my sticks Take away my brittled beauty Uncover me abandoned inside Face me till the days are dark Leave me Make your mark Questions reappear from my childhood Toys disappear I wish that I could Souls realign to be dismantled Following the lights I find only shadows It’s getting old I’m getting tired Weary hopes to those who aspire Walk me down your favorite isle Lovely thorns sworn in denial What’s 24 hours when I got 25 Only more seconds I shed inside Trickle down my face like Sunday morning I’d hide away but no ones watching