Sandpaper Tears Poem by DEEP DARK SOUL POET

Sandpaper tears
Eyes cry real salt
Sad paper smiles
Saying nothing about
Splits and cracks in the ground.

Kisses died and again I cried
Sorrow for my soft, self heart
When that which broke the glass
Chipped away the edges of my soul.

Already tainted by the eloquent
Torture of a new day
Yes, a new day which can turn
Into whatever I can make of it.

Clichés cut into the sand so it bleeds
Dull glaze.. is it just a phase?
Open up the sky but don't cry
The day will pass into another

bye and bye......