Bed Of Tissues #2 Poem by Scarlet .....

I lay here
the bed
tissues by my side

Cannot hide
used tissues
new tissues
matters not
confused inside

My nose is red
from such
instead
my tissues
by my side

Imagine all
the trees
whom cry
shed there bark
tissue by my side

I cried untill
I could no
more

Tissue by my side
there is nothing
left inside
my eyes are
as jade
won't fade

So dry

The feeling
unto my soul

The well alone
is full to night
a tissue by
my side