drops of crimson fall freely <br />spotting the floor randomly <br />trails of blood travel down <br />from the wound of my heart <br /> <br />drops of crystal streak my face <br />seeming to never end its course <br />fueled by the strong emotions <br />pounding away at my soul <br /> <br />as blood and tears combine <br />the sorrow it leaves behind <br />so strong and so powerful <br />leaving a mark to this world <br /> <br />running through the gutters <br />whisking away the filth <br />the filth you left behind <br />for me to suffer from <br /> <br />blood gushes from the wound <br />pulsing as it comes <br />mixing with the tears <br />from the unbearable pain <br /> <br />leaving a never-healing scar <br />on a broken-down soul <br />never to feel contentment <br />in the life you made to hell<br /><br />May Namoc<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blood-and-tears-4/
