Bleeding Mascara.

by Thoughtsonfire   Nov 24, 2011


Bleeding mascara runs from her eyes down to her cheeks. Her make up now showing how she feels and showing she's weak. On the outside appearance she's happy, but the truth is in the eyes. They show what is in her soul, releasing her pains as she cries.

She has finally shut herself down, she is so tired of her flaws. Everyone is so quick to judge her, as if she has broken the worst law. Now with tears running down her face, she only sees a pool of blood. Her bleeding mascara and her razor cut wrists begin to make a flood.

She used to be able to hide her pains, but now the make up is gone. Completely given into pleasure, she knows that she doesn't belong. Wanting someone to see her inner beauty, she begins to cry again. Nobody can save this girl from the worlds deadliest tragedy.

Now it's another morning, she shall cover up with make up, her lies. As her one and only sees through her she slowly begins to die. He tried to convince her that she was special, yet she didn't believe, Now she in completely lost in her thoughts, her mascara still bleeding.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Silent Girl

    Excellent poem 5/5 :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Ava Marie

    I Like this its really good :)

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