Silent Scarlet Tears

Silent Scarlet Tears

A Poem by Shayla Sayer

Silent Scarlet Tears

 

Tiny red mouths gape

Hungry, they crave my caress

They want more, more

But there’s only so much I can give them

Before I can only give myself.

Even then, even then…

It isn’t enough

And they cry out for more

Soundless mouths opening and closing

Their words make no noise

But their screams resound in my skull

And I ache to please them, I do

I want to give my little children

All that they want

For that is why I made them, is it not?

A bloody chorus

Filled with bloody mouths

That clamor for attention

From their creator.

They cry

Leaking silent scarlet tears

So I try to comfort them

Give them blankets of unstained white linen

But their tears soak through

Leaking out, to show me

That mere solace is not enough

They need more than comforting words.

So I raise my blade

And give them more friends

Siblings, friends, lovers

And once again they are happy

They smile, their toothless bloody grins,

And while I know, they are happy now…

I also know

It’s only a matter of time

Before their chant is heard again

A lethal chorus

Leaking silent scarlet tears.

 

By: Shayla Sayer

© 2012 Shayla Sayer


Author's Note

Shayla Sayer
Maybe not your "cup of tea" but poetry isnt supposed to cover up the bad~ its about shedding light on every and anything.

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DEEP...

Posted 11 Years Ago


Lovely suspense!

Posted 11 Years Ago


You should read my piece "Manster". It deals with someone who suffers with the cutting phenomenon which is what I took from this. You have described it well wether that was your intention or not. Brilliant.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Umm it makes me think paranormal and has me wondering just what these creatures are and what their story is and how it will unfold. I love the details of the scarlet tears and their screams.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Shayla Sayer
Shayla Sayer

Fontana, CA



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