you don't deserve love
even if it came running towards you
like a child to his mother

you don't deserve love
even if it slapped you in the face
like thunder during a storm

you don't deserve love
even if it appeared before you
pristine and untainted,
its purest form

you don't deserve love
because the people who loved you
only saw themselves hurting,
like a dagger,
YOUR dagger,
to their chests

She is the tear drop
Crying for her soul
Forever and ever

cigarette butts
stained red
from desperate lips
dust her feet
from the ashes
drifting down from the tips,
where they flicker and burn
at the point they've been lit
by shaky hands of a woman
who can't give up
and quit

knuckles bruised blue,
bits of bone showing through
her head hurts from voices
telling her what to do
noises screech loudly,
she hears something new
then she takes her own life
when no one has a clue

His eyes are beautiful,
His eyes were watching you;

His eyes are open and round,
when you see them they'll turn your frown upside down;

His eyes are filled with beauty and pain,
With no hopes of dreadful gain;

His eyes were filled with happiness now that has all been concurred by misery and agony,
To think that all that was present before was a big phony;

Those eyes that once made you feel safe are now the eyes that make you feel incomplete and to what purpose do you owe this defeat,
Times like this you try to fix but it's as if the pain is a record and once a smile come the pain will come  back around as if it's stuck on repeat.

Carina j