Tell me what you think!
This is an original poem, and I wanted to know what you guys thought, make sure to comment.
A tear runs down your unseen face,
Racing towards the ground in a hurried chase,
Away from despair and safe in a beautiful place.
More and more race down,
Finally free from the depths of insanity,
Leaving you behind empty.
Nothing is left for you now,
As the tears run down,
Faster and faster until they reach the ground.
You wipe them away,
Catch them before they fall.
The tear in your scared hand reflects a man,
Hurt and alone,
He has never grown or been known.
And he realizes that he is all alone,
His tears cease,
Only to be followed by lonely shrieks.
His heart stands still,
As he kills the loneliness away.
And as he takes his final breath,
One last tear appears, and leaves a bloody lace down his face,
Dropping to the ground in a hurried chase.
Forever gone in a beautiful place.