Crystal Tear Drops
Clear water flows from my crimson tainted eyes.
They fall without any sign of stopping.
Turning my cheeks red and raw,
hot and painful.
As they fall, I cry in tune to their drops, each drop is the echo of the word that torn me apart.
They silently tell you of my pain. Tell you of the Sorrow.
Anger.
Hurt.
They tell you so much.
Even if you wipe them away, they leave your face red, the same as the blood.
Blood that still flows from the wounds that never heal.
They also help-if you let them.
They can wash away the same pain they show, they can heal and send those silent messages to the one who said those words.
Caused those wounds.
I can only hope he heard.
They fall from my crimson tainted eyes.
They white crystals tears.
Clear water flows from my crimson tainted eyes.
They fall without any sign of stopping.
Turning my cheeks red and raw,
hot and painful.
As they fall, I cry in tune to their drops, each drop is the echo of the word that torn me apart.
They silently tell you of my pain. Tell you of the Sorrow.
Anger.
Hurt.
They tell you so much.
Even if you wipe them away, they leave your face red, the same as the blood.
Blood that still flows from the wounds that never heal.
They also help-if you let them.
They can wash away the same pain they show, they can heal and send those silent messages to the one who said those words.
Caused those wounds.
I can only hope he heard.
They fall from my crimson tainted eyes.
They white crystals tears.
