Cry

Ah, what bitter tears these?
That like acid, carve such sorrow
‘pon my face for all to see?
Witness in the way I walk,
The lack of my self-worth.
Then when I talk,
Hear inflection filled with vitriol,
Bitterness that takes its toll
On you, on me.

Censure prefers my stained and empty eyes.
No mystery remains inside,
It’s leaking now, seeping out
Through a crack I cannot hide.
So behold this pretty self pity poetry,
This cliché and uninspired hand.
The emptiness within
Spills forth.
Isn’t that what tears are for?

AMAZING art by my idol Destiny Blue (find her on Instagram and DeviantArt. Amazing inspiration words by her also on DeviantArt. 💕

(we’re not worthy, we’re not worthy) Used without permission (sorry Destiny Blue, i didn’t know where to ask at the time this was posted).