sorrow – a poet's confessional

an earth that never loved her

i see a girl kneeling in a field of flowing grass her wrists bloody and the earth drinking up her life i see a girl with tears streaming down her face and the earth drinking her liquid sorrow i see a girl wishing to sacrifice herself to an earth that never loved her

ink tears

she has tears of ink cold and full of darkness i have tears of water Warm and full of sorrow