See that boy, head low and afraid,
Bloody mouthed, sweaty faced, his morals astray...
As I lay there in your arms ,
I'd never felt so safe and warm...
On this poem
I write the tears...
Lying alone in her room, salty tears pouring down...
All elegance has been lost, she's falling from...
Her life is pointless
full of pain and agony...
Fingers reaching down your throat
Needing to make yourself choke...
Blinking back the destruction of unshed tears
It's her thoughts of desolation no one hears...
Pain bleeds from my soul
And escapes through my eyes...