A Beautiful Tear

It was my fault,

It is all my fault,

The endless nightmares,

The neverending torture,

 

It was my fault,

All my fault,

That I'm lonely,

That I'm left in here to die.

 

I must have done something wrong,

And that is why I lie behind these bars,

Why else would they block me from the world,

Not let me sleep at night.

 

I'm alone,

Not a sound,

In this jail they call my brain,

I heard the last sounds,

Those words they formed,

They said I was mad,

But I'm not.

 

I have a brain,

I'm still alive,

But it was my fault,

All my fault,

And that is why my only company here,

Is my beautiful, lonesome, falling tear.

 

 

Reviews

[Julie Beth]

outstanding job :)

[NovaKai]

This is beautiful. wonderfully written :)