Bloody Tears Poem by Robbie Squires

I’ve seen her in my dreams at night
But woke up with no one in sight
Her face is there but her touch is not
I often toke and see her love
But somehow I forget what she thought
With the scars and bloody tears
There should be nothing here but fear
But a sigh of relief overwhelms me with grief
But peace is gone as her hair is long
And I listen to that sad slow country song
That reminds me of how I feel
And when I get back up on my feet
I know there’ll be someone else to meet
But no one else can fill that void
I am more lost that psychology without Freud
So I write this poem for myself
She won’t see it, nor will anyone else
In my sad attempt to grasp her hand
I am smaller than a grain of sand