I stare at the blank page
Ready to write a poem
But I have so many words, so many emotions
You poets, you know em
Rattled in my head
Can’t seem to put them on paper and pen
It’s untitled and unlimited
Not enough letters to describe the
Things left unfelt
And the words left unsaid
I myself can’t describe
Those dead

You notice her Chipped nails
Did you notice her Chipped heart
you notice her ***** hair
Did you notice her ***** house

did you notice that
Was judgement
And mistakes

WHY DO WE ALL HATE.

Yet that girl is YOU, ME,  and
her

We all have our past.
Let’s not have it last.
So please.
No more labels and no more lists.
We are just people
With all of these mistakes and all of this

They Judged endlessly
    Decided instantly
Before
We spoke.
Who is this person?
Cars,
Nails,
Clothes ?

Endless lists don’t determine who a person is
Please. I beg of you,
Look beyond the list.

Tear stained sky
Up above the tear stained face
Of the light-haired lass
Covered in lace
Blue diamonds in her eyes
And the blue skies up above her
Her face lined with wit
A masking
And no trace of
The light haired lass
Covered in lace
With the tear stained face
Gone and hidden
Faraway
Will she come back someday?
Only if
She learns behind
The mask
is concealing
diamonds

Tears of the memories we made
Tears of the smiles that will fade
Tears of the forgotten and of the fierce
Please give me those years

Tears
And
Tears of ink: bleeding from my pen
Bleeding like blood
Of wondering when

Tears
And tears of rain
pouring from my window
and pouring from my pain.

Tears and
Tear Stains of water splattered
And stains of heartbreak you never thought mattered

Tears
And tears

Bleeding and washing and cleaning
Hopefully erasing those
Years and that meaning.

Tears
And tears.

Never fulfilling forgetting my fears