In the clear waters of the lake
do my teardrops make a difference?
Are they distinctive? Do the fish avoid them - so full of pain??
I will never know.
The black charcoal
etched
your cruel words into my heart
forever
never to erase my mistrust in you -
Your smile - it means nothing!
Your love - it means nothing!
"You're mine!" you claim
"I swear I will never hurt you again!"
....you claim.
Your claim, not mine.
I stare blankly at you.
In the cold grey day outside
In a cloud, I see a form
Why do I see a form?
Why do i feel it follows me everywhere?
Why do I see shadows...
Everywhere??
You and I - we make no sense
Should we die
and come alive, still
make no sense.
Trying to hold water in your hands -
never a wise thing to do.
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