Crystal Teardrops

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I feel like im losing myself and I can't regain my reality, like im turning into something that was never alive in the first place.

Submitted: July 19, 2008

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Crystal Teardrops

Standing on the edge of reality,

So close to crossing that line.

I don't know who I am, I don't know who I was,

Im slowly losing my mind.

The feeling of pain deep inside me,

but hidden, unoticed, concealed.

No emotion to show, im poised like stone,

So dead, cold, unreal.

I feel I am no longer human,

over that edge, I have been shoved.

But still I am so broken,

stiff, fragile, unloved.

My skin is the color of porcelain,

I cry crystal teardrops all day.

But they fall and shatter on the hard ground,

they can't wash the lingering hurt away.

And so I live for enternity,

if you could call that living, at all.

But still, those crystal teardrops stay,

glistining, as they fall.

? By courtney


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