Whenever I finally dry my eyes, I always run into another reason to cry. |
"With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion." |
My insides are sobbing, why I do not know, but I still continue to smile, and continue on with the show. |
Quickly I grab the knife, and run it down my neck, knowing as I sit there bleeding, no one is even going to check. |
Crying invisible tears |
"Hollywood is the kind of place where they will pay you $1000 for a kiss but only 50 cents for your soul"- Marliyn Monroe |
Like the falling leaf she crumbles, torn apart, and incinerated by the footsteps of those above |