Every Tear I Cry

Just a poem/short story

      I sit in the rain and pluck the petals of the flower,

    It reminds me of you and every minute of every hour,

 With every tear I cry,

The clouds fall lower in the sky,

The rain hides my tears,

No one can hear me,

I am alone,

Crying because of what you did to me,

But, sadly, I can no longer say I am strong,

It would make me just as wrong,

As you were to desert me,

See me in the rain,

Let fall down the drain,

With every tear I cry,

I die,

Slowly,

Softly,

Shaking my head,

Now I wish I were dead,

This fealing scares me,

Your face haunts me,

And maybe, just maybe, I like this,

With every tear I cry.

Reviews

[Cam]

Such emotion in this!
This plight, it sucks, aye?
Overall, Great Write!

[Becky]

Good emotion, Good job