Tears of Blood

The salty tears had come like a flood
But now I only cry tears of blood
The buckets worth, gallons and gallons
Like my eyes and heart were cut with razor sharp talons

I'll hand you back each bucket
I'll tell you, you can suck it
You better not come running back to me
Because I'll probably just slap you in the face, you'll see

I'll give you back everything, every ounce of love
Because I feel like it's raining these tears of blood
I want you to feel it, feel what I felt
To feel something painful on your heart, a welt

Like someone's ripping out your emotions
Leave yourself, feeling more raged then the oceans
Was this not what you were anticipating?
Was I all too suffocating?

Well how am I to know if you don't give me a sign
Now I feel that you have a weak spine
You could have said something to me
So I knew how you had wanted things to be

But if you just start pulling away 
Then I don't know what I should say
The only thing I knew to do was hold on
I tried so hard, I tried to be strong

But you gave me nothing, left me alone
You must have a heart of stone
Because my tears once came like a salty flood
But now all I have, are tears of blood...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Lucas Avatar
March 22, 2009 at 1:39 PM
really good i luv it...it describes exactly what happens when u break up with someone and the emotions u feel.....Love Faire
Christian Avatar
March 22, 2009 at 8:38 AM
aww, so much emotion in this poem, they say what goes round comes around and it's true, his time will come he has to account to God one day we all do including me, God will be with you and I pray for healing for you dear, God bless from diane
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