Tears
I have shredded so much
I've spent long sleepless nights dwelling
causing water droplets of suffrage
crying myself to sleep
longing for comfort I cant gain
empty ness builds up
and over flows with these cursed drops of water
my mind is trying to find a way to flee
to ventilate my troubles
tears are becoming low
so many shredded at a young age and beyond
that the blood coursing through my veins are drawn
to replace the lost droplets of hidden perspiration
silently I weep
actions repeating again and again
the attracted blood fills the place of my tears
so at such a young age
something has downed on me
that I cry red tears of blood