*i know this poem is short but it means soooooo...
a frown...

Face to face we stand and our dreams are headed...

Cursed by your scolding tongue,
writhing in agony at the echo of empty words...

I cannot explain
for it is my mind...

I walk alone
covering my arms...

All these tears
dripping off my face...

Round we go
in circles again...

Here lays a girl
that i know so well...

My jaw drops my knees buckle
my head falls along with my hope...

I'm trapped in a bottle
made of blue tinted glass...

Choking back tears
As I stare into space...

Those stone cold eyes
that broken heart...