(First poem after the introductory poem of DEAD PETALS) <br /> <br />Cold waters rushed down through her; <br />Hurting…stabbing…filling her in. <br />She shivered - then felt her body numb. <br />How good it felt to hurt that way… <br />where words are lost, <br />there’s no much more to say; <br />Feeling the waters through her skin <br />to soothe the pain inside. <br />Hurting more to forget the wound she hide. <br />Hurting until there’s no vainer than vain… <br />hurting more to ease the inner pain. <br />Tears rolled down unnoticed- <br />as she sat there all alone; <br />Waiting, always waiting… <br />for her body to get drowned. <br />But time seems to play a game with her, <br />and torment never seem to end. <br />Strong web of time gleamed clearer, <br />how she badly need a friend. <br />But it’s better to hurt that way… <br />where words are lost, <br />there’s nothing left to say. <br />She let the time slowly pass by… <br />‘the petals shall fall and the water shall flow’; <br />she never had the time to question why. <br />Minutes rolled like drops of water; <br />Time wheeled like a touch of forever. <br />Still, she let the time to slowly pass by… <br />‘the petals shall fall and the water shall flow’, <br />she never had the time to say goodbye. <br />Yet, her body betrayed her, <br />So she stood up. <br />And then for a moment later… <br />blood flowed like the cold waters.<br /><br />Jessel Jane Tevar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/x12-cold-waters/
