The words fall to the page from my eyes. <br />The tears that flow form the words <br />On the blank page before me. <br />They construct themselves. <br />The tears tells their own story. <br />Ones of sadness and misery. <br /> <br />Cut me, <br />And these poems I will bleed. <br /> <br />©Charlie F. Kane <br /> <br />19/4/07<br /><br />Charlie F. Kane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-of-a-poet/
