Tear Stained Face

Tears poured down,
When her words came out.
Everything she said,
Was just another doubt.

Hee was never good enough,
Not even for him.
But now his dreams,
Flew by broken by a slur.

She said she loved him,
Then took it right back!
She said she cared,
But said it to attack!

One tear at a time,
Stained his timid face.
No one knew he was so fragile,
Like a thin piece of lace.

He stared at the knife,
As a tear hit the ground,
Would he dare use it,
When it once spread his feelings around ?

He used to cut but stopped.
And was happy for a while.
But she killed him!
With her first smile.

He wondered why,
She would make him cry?
Make her not want to live,
But die?

With a tear stained face,
He took his life.
Killed herself,
With an already used knife.

He did it for love,
Her tears said it all,
She was his depression,
When he pretened to fall.

No more tears,
On his tear stained face,
Nothing left,
But his missery that took place!

Reviews

[DearSweetAgony]

You spelled "Misery" wrong.
But thats a simple mistake.
Other than that, this is sheer
genius.
Your very good at writing very dark things with
some sort of twist at the end.
I enjoyed read this.
Great Job!

[A.E. Surdam]

Very expressive. Great read. Yet sad.

[HopelesslyDevoted]

:'( so sad...

[Kathryn]

sweet and sad, and full of emotion. Well done :)

[Allie :)]

So they both died?
Wait, whaaa?
Yet again, the meaning is a little foggy, but that's what happens with poetry...
2 suicides, caused by each other, is scandalous, but the idea that they would love (or hate, in her case) that much is simple "aw-worthy"

[Tasha]

This was so deep, but a wonderful job.

[State of Grace]

So sad and deep. Great write as always