Pain

tears
drop
continuously

like the raindrops on an April night
dark as a cold winter night
desolate
no one to hold

so alone

afraid to move
paralyzed by the thorns of your tongue
bleeding within

torn

red drips on the bathroom floor
screams heard through the closed doors

exploited, manipulated, degraded, hated
scarred internal external

This is not love

tears
drop
continuously

Tiffany Hancock