Sitting in a bathroom stall- <br />Staring at a blank wall- <br />I heard you weeping silently- <br />I found you counting memories; <br /> <br />Of bad and worse and forgotten mistakes- <br />Your eyes worn out broken were leaking from your face- <br />To the floors they dripped in a pool of waste- <br />Toxic with secrets of disgrace full of hate; <br /> <br />When you reach out I ask who left these such stains? - <br />Cuz you wear your heart on your sleeve like perfect lines of cocaine- <br />They are grooves of wilting roses crisscrossing laces o'er your viens- <br />Just like your gaze- <br />as it cuts into my eyes as you wisper in borrowed distain- <br />'I reek of such shame, will they hurt me again? ' <br /> <br />now I can tell you dont mean the mear visible pain.<br /><br />Ashley Breding<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cobwebs-9/
