Lesbian Poetry

Tears in my soul

My heart it could be a well,
holding every tear that's ever fell.
From these pretty green eyes,
that was taken in by every one of their lies.

Eagerness to see the good in them all,
would only cause more tearlets to fall.
Opening a gate in me that'd remain on the latch,
creating even more pain for me to catch.

So many times I've allowed them to slaughter,
this huge heart that's been filled with water.
As my river of pain flows through me,
desperately I try my heart to free.

But this whirlpool's current is way too strong,
that it even takes me along.
Leaving me powerless as my hand slips from the brim,
rocked to my core for I know I can't swim.

Fighting with all I am to not go under,
will I sink or swim I wonder?
In milliseconds I see the light of day,
as fast as it filled the water filters away.

Every litre of my pain that I won't miss,
I watch being drained from me into an abyss.
Although I've witnessed every droplet fall,
I know for sure I still hold TEARS IN MY SOUL!!!

01/09/2005 (00:23am)