13.

Red Tear

A little red tear falls from my wrist
That gleaming drop of all my pain
That glistening vial of all my suff’ring

She falls, spinning for eternity
Through the silent air
The hard floor meets her and she breaks

Shattering to a thousand pieces
Spreading to a thousand places
My pain disappears

My little red tears fall from my wrists
Their escape, my release…and now,
The End