My eyes are red
My throat, it aches
My hands, they shake
My heart, it breaks
But I can't bare
To let you know
Just how i feel
The world, i won't show
A tear for pity
For the bubble i live
A tear for my hatred
And all that i give
A tear for my vision
And the world they see
A tear for the person
They want me to be
A tear for my fingers
Too useless to work
A tear for the studies
That drive me berserk
A tear for the weariness
Bone-deep and ancient
Too old for my years
Too savage for my patience
A tear for the life
That's draining from me
Bit by bit, year by year
My grave close enough to see
But what will become of me
When no longer can fall
These heavy tears of mine
In these dark, narrow halls
Of my mind as i stop
For a breath of fresh air
I'm glad here i stopped
For i'm no longer there
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Kaleidoscopic Mind
PoetryHelp yourself to as much bad poetry as you can stomach, these are fragments of myself that I'm sharing with you. Some are colourful, some are dark, some may make you smile while others may make you frown. All I can say is they're all I've got so wel...
