Tears of Blood

She may sitting in a corner crying

Tears flowing down each cheek from flashbacks relived

Over and over

Seemingly never ending

Occurring relentlessly 

No warnings or any signs of a let up

No care for anybody's opinion

These battles on a daily basis 

Severing the nerve endings of the proud emotions

None of the words we speak can help it let up

Blood many flow through her veins

Along with the hurt and shameful names

Years upon years

Seconds upon the hour

No true end in sight

I'm left to wonder why

With no answers upon the horizon

Slits in the skin seem to be the only relief in it's make up

Blood flowing out to finally see the hurt

The only pain is self-inflicted

She cries while I'm on the sidelines hoping she sees me

Let's me in to comfort and distract from her pained dreams

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