• the tears,
    they roll down my cheeks,
    like rain,
    rolling down the window.
    the pain,
    cuts me deep inside,
    like a knife,
    slicing through the meat.
    sorrow,
    drowning out my heart,
    like water,
    filling up the bottle.
    broken,
    my heart laying in pieces,
    like a vase,
    fallen onto the ground.
    happiness,
    completely drained from my being,
    like light,
    taken by dark on a cold night.
    death,
    grows ever appealing,
    like candy,
    forbidden from us.