Drowning
Tears, unlike raindrops,
Don't wash away my sadness;
They make me drown in it
Until i feel as if i'm suffocating
For i can't swim
And i can't breathe.
All visions of forgotten pain
and past wrongs
Resurface in broken images
As in the few seconds before
one dies.
Soon the tears turn into blood,
Blood that my broken heart
sheds
As it slowly empties itself
of life.
Why must i never show my tears
to you?
If i did, would you attempt
to comfort me?
What would you say if i were
to show you
the scars that i hide in my
mind?
Would you try to close the
wounds?
When will i be strong enough
to no longer hurt in silence?
Will i die without you ever
meeting the lonely child i craddle inside?
The wave of time, like a grain of sand,
has swept me away.
My body is young, but my mind
is old.
The sorceress of life has already cast
her spell on me,
And my faltered mind can barely
resist the mystic powers of her craft.
Happiness surges,
But disappears by a single
touch of her wand.
Emotions try to speak,
But my virgin voice is raped
by her voice.
And i am left, alone,
Craddling my loneliness,
Trying to save it from the
tide of my own sorrow.
Why can't i reach out for your help?
Would you even try to rescue
me?