Poems from TessB
Just one more cut
What would it matter?
Covering my skin with crimson blood spatter
I keep climbing up, but I fall off the ladder...
I try so hard to be good
They should all be greatful
If I was someone else they would
Bu to me, they are just hateful
It's time to turn...
Weeping eyes and tear soaked sleeves
Sniffling nose and muffled screams
Feelings unheard, my happiness rots
Failing to weed away my...
Lips part
Eyes close
Lungs fill
Wind blows
Hands clench
Toes curl
Hair drifts
Leaves swirl
Crisp air
Crimson trees
Flocking birds...
I open my eyes
I look at the clock
I narrow my gaze
Staring out at the dock
I feel the wind
It blows through my hair
I take a deep breath...