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My smile could be public
But tears are personal
Smile can be faked
Tears really roll for special one

Bharti
please don't fall in public
don't let them see
tears are just a reminder
of the pain inside of me

I never had a friend
who saw when my tears rained down
I never had a friend,
who cared if I was around

I used to try and hold them in,
late nights where spent pondering if death was the way
it seemed I was drunk off my pain, and my tears helped numb that

it seems to me that tears are just another way of numbing myself.
Sorry this is rough, my head is all over the place
Gentle drops of Love
Slide down my heart
The foggy waterfall grows
When the drops gather in one.

The reflection
Of the crystal clear lake
Which resides at the bottom
Of the heart in tears
Is formed in the retina
Of the lucid eyes.

The lake is icy and cold
When the drops are frozen
To melt again in the warmth
Under the tears of Love.
Inspired by Vangelis.
A pair of glimmery eyes...

Almond brown

Shimmery eyes....

There lies misery untold...

and a true love to unfold...

From beginning to the end

Tears are their only friend!!!
Tears pooling in her eyes
Slowly, steady, realize.
Pull back to the beginning
Shamelessly pretending that your winning.
The hollow feeling in your chest,
How you pray for it to rest.
Hold your head above the shame,
Pull yourself together and play the game.
 Sep 2017 Natalie Haikey
Emma
Tears
 Sep 2017 Natalie Haikey
Emma
Tears like diamonds
Fall down my face
Scraping against it
Tearing the skin
Ripping the flesh
And easing the pain
Or increasing it

At this point
I don't know
These words just deposit
Like sand on the beach;
Remain on this tongue
As unspoken speech.

They stretch towards someone
Whose ears have gone deaf;
Unable to know
Their tones on my breath.

Their eyes will not see
All that has passed
Since the day that they ceased
And breathed out their last.

Their presence won't touch us
Like waves on the shore
Reaching for something
Not here anymore.
You cant save my life
I am drawn
drawn in my own pain

You cant make me happy
I am covered
Covered with my own grief

You cant read me
I am written in the paper
damped by my own tears
 Sep 2017 Natalie Haikey
Just Me
Just once* I whisper
so I pick up the silver and watch as it turns to red
its easy
quick
done

First it was anger
next it was the voices
then
addiction

Before I know it
the silver gets bigger
and the red gets deeper
then
The red fades
and I
fade
with
it.

Its the only thing that keeps me alive now
without it I don't know what to do
how to function
how to make it all go away
Its my Artist's Addiction

So the now blades are bigger
the cuts are deeper
the sleeves
are
longer
and the scars last forever.

When everything feels like the movies
You bleed just to know you're alive


I can paint prettier pictures now
pictures I like
pictures I can't live without
but there's a twist

The paintbrush, its my razor
silver
screaming at me
use me I can take it all away

The canvas, its my wrist
that screams out to me
I know you want to

Even when I'm at my best
they both scream out at me

*Its my Artist's Addiction
We are each addicted to something that takes the pain away...
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