Tears

The sky Is like My ❤ Blue Yet I Feel rain drops On my Face I feel Them swim Across my Lips The taste Only highlights What I Hide Behind my Face I'm only A Shell Nothing inside But A Empty space All has Been erased Taken away Never replaced Incased My foundation Has been Demolished Brick by Brick Life Love Has mistreated Me I wish I knew A Trick To escape This sadness Which has me Sick With nobody To lend A Ear With nobody To catch My tears I suffer A lone With wounds That puncture My soul Even to Sleep Has become A War The pillow Tries to Suffocate The blankets Try to Squeeze The life Out of Me Last few Nights I find That sleeping On the Floor Has been Nicer Then my Bed... To be