My mascara smudged across my cheek
the tears are black now
my heart is maroon
fading too
my eyes
my spirit
my soul
my smile
Myself
if you find me please don't touch me if your hands are the color of darkness
I'll try not to drown in the blackness and maybe the stars will find me
before it's too late
YOU ARE READING
Contemplation
PoetryPoems to feed your soul Some old and new Be wary that the content is raw and open
