tears of pain.
all just a whisper
falling in rain.
ripped-up,
broken down,
stabbed with saws,
and thrown around.
can she not see
the sorrow I cry?
she keeps on doing it,
controlling my sobs, I try.
there is pained music,
is all messed-up.
I begin to feel sick,
it is being thrown out.
there is a gentle rain,
I kneel down and wail
as soon as she leaves.
and I stare at the music box,
begin to stand up,
and leave it to silently fade.
[ xd you thought I'd make another poem about people suffering, didn't you. stare ]
~somewhere beyond happiness, there is sadness.~
~somewhere beyond happiness, there is sadness.~
