I am see-sawing
left and right
I am revising and editing
my warped state of mind.
I lost all my tears, you haven't seen them have you, dear?
I forgot to pick them up sometime last year.
I am trapped in my own wicked rhyme
While my body stands in the mirror,
watching me disappear.


Melee said...

I love every bit of this. The last sentence is so fabulous!
I lost my tears too. Somewhere between the pages of a manuscript maybe. Or maybe they evaporated into the air (and were reborn as raindrops).

Ever said...

What a lovely, sad thought. Raining drops of tears... xxx

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