the tears
ive cried
could drown the world,
so now
im bleeding;
now im
alive.

how many times must my throat be cut?
how many times must my heart be torn?
ripped from my chest still bleeding and black,
and put on display for others to mourn?

my vision blinded me
with empty words, best left unsaid.
i searched for a way
to escape, but i always fail.
no more running
away, no more back down.
ive faced my fears ive watched them
fade out- dead, and gone.