Glass And Tears Poem by Sharron Stephenson
Glass And Tears
count the tears that roll down my broken,
heart,
feel the pain that roam around these eyes, ,
of ice,
chain the soul to the guard with keys,
sugar the sour emotions that flow,
with water of salt,
colour the body with ink of blood which,
comes from the lips of red,
reasons i speak, words i hear, steps i see,
are never opened to the world outside,
my glass walls comfort and peace
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4/25/2024 11:35:25 AM # 1.0.0.1119
how can you write like this. the words just fall into place. you have the heart that cares.please if you need a friend i will be there for you