Rain

I cut my skin, yet there is no blood

I open my eyes to the pain, yet there is no flood.

I stand out side in the rain and let my tears blend with it.

I just just feel the bitter cold penetrate my skin.

Is there a difference in my tears and the rain?

We are so much alike in our happiness that we have brutally slain.

Broken.

Unspoken.

I blew everything for myself.

My heart is quickly breaking within itself.

These shackles cut deep

My screams and pains cant be heard through my weeps.

As I continue to sit in a pool of agony and despair

I come to the realization that I am  broken beyond repair.

Reviews

[Lina Grey]

how deplorable... i like the couplets. I noticed you put the word 'just' twice on the second line of the second couplet. good job :)

[Bell-lala]

Thank you so much ^_^

[Sakshi]

Interesting flow. Use of dark shades of emotions, a mix of pain and agony and despair...

Nicely done!!
Cheers!

[Bell-lala]

thank you so much! :)