If teardrops were crevices, then, I could hide.
If kissed photographs were money,
I'd never be without.
If broken dreams were assurances,
I'd never, ever doubt.
If yearning makes me stronger,
Then I shall never die.
If heartache gives me golden wings,
I'll take my things and fly.
If pain gave me answers,
I'd teach the world to think.
If torn hair was alcohol,
I'd drown myself in drink.
If insomnia was sanctified,
I'd surely be a saint.
If shattered prayers were canvases,
I could forever paint.
If teardrops were closets, inside them I'd hide.
And if you really are my friend, you'd lock me there inside.
Published by A Powers
FIND WHAT YOU WANT ON MY ORGANIZED WEBSITE http://awriterpowers.yolasite.com/ A. Powers is an English major and longtime freelance writer. She enjoys sharing her experiences with crafts, films and other... View profile
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2 Comments
Post a CommentI liked your poem very much.
What a beautiful picture you painted with your haunting words!!!