Russell Nero

Rookie - 91 Points (May 25th,1995)

Tear Drops - Poem by Russell Nero

My words, my words
I'm out of them all
the lyrics, my flow; where have they gone now
it's a product of a cluttered mind
a headache born illness
that sleep has failed to erase
3 months have passed since the underage tragedy
is that what's holding me back
is that why I'm holding back
It's already been forgiven, forgive
but forgotten...it's the martyr that
bombarded my ever clouding thoughts
The repetition of my words are a constant danger
I'm still walking on rough waters it seems
when haven't I been
I'm always lost in the currents of shallow seas
and I've always felt a stinging pair of eyes
staring right through me
haunting me...why is it something so familiar
seems so ghastly


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013


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