Tears Won't Fall, Not Anymore

Just random whimsical thoughts splurged out onto a page.

Those cloud-cast nights,

Where I would pray for my tears to drop.

But instead,

I wept tears of blood,

Crimson as the petals of a rose.

But those tears shall not fall.

Not anymore,

For my strength is here.

And shall never,

Disappear. . .

Reviews

[kayla]

Good poem. Concised, but descriptive and well-written(: