You brought me to pointless crying.
My tears run drier than the stream bed where I used
to bathe on a hot summer day.
My words are dust in the rain. Wash my tears
off with the ghosts from the wayside memories I pushed away.
You've brought me to the point of no return.
The point where heart, hell and healing all mean the same thing.
Break me down.
Author notes
I chose Phantom of the Opera. I hope you enjoy this.
A contest entry
- prompts :] CLICK! by Princess Derge.
400 points, ended September 23, 2009, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Be honest but tactful.
Comments
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words as dust in the rain is a beautiful image.
last line is strong. i like this alot!!
nice write :]

