teardrops | Teen Ink


August 19, 2014
By megthepoet ELITE, Winnipeg, Manitoba
megthepoet ELITE, Winnipeg, Manitoba
212 articles 23 photos 31 comments

Favorite Quote:
"We know what we are, but not what we may be" - Shakespeare

In the corners of the naked eyes,
desperation is pain
screaming in teardrops.

Stranded body
bent over backwards

like a doll hanging by thin strings

movements are not her own
actions pause
and repeat and repeat.

This is the skipping record

the mouth is a sun leaking red rage,
rose carpets of arms and legs.
Unforgiving to the sea of

aguish she climbs into
the stained bed sheets
a velvet of words
a movement of arms which she dreams
of a woman
a friend in need that sees such pain
but does not know that
she is the only reason I have not
taken my final leave.

Similar Articles


This article has 0 comments.