Screams And Cries Of The Hopless... Poem by Jessie Car

through the black and white lanes,
through the fogged up window panes,
through the polluted streets of your mind,
where pain and tears aren't hard to find,
deep inside of the screams and cries,
a loveless person lives there,
who felt the last knife cut deep in the vein but didn't care,
In the touch less skin and bloodless vein,
In the waste less screams from their self inflicted pains,
Look inside the colorless eyes,
look inside the soundless cries,
to see and individual who could feel,
who lead a life so real,
This poor soul is now just a phantom of what the wished,
people walked past them they are never missed,
they can't cry for you or hear your screams,
this small moment is not what is seems,
did u senselessly judge?
only for their broken dreams and dark make up dripping and smudged?
that meaning less person's inner hope just died,
that wasn't the first time love has been denied