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Tiffany

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

3 poems·Since June 2013
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Sea of Tears

July 16, 2013

The worst type of pain is pain that embeds itself into your body and soul

It drags a knife across the delicate tissue of your heart and your lungs and your abdominal muscles

As you hold another knife in your hand to split apart the seams of the skin on your wrists.

The worst type of pain makes sure you feel gravity

It makes sure it has a grip on your neck and weights on your shoulders

It makes sure you suffocate.

The worst type of pain makes the thought of damaging those you store away in the safe of your heart

Minimal.

The blood that trickles down your body, the radiating empty noise in your head and the water your feet are coveted by induce horror

But not enough to make your feet halt to a stop before the shore.

A sea of tears is replaced by a lake of blood.

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