Black Ink

Posted on 02. Feb, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Sad Poetry

There she sits stiffly
her hands clasped tightly together
no sign of movement but the
black ink that spills from her eye lids
wet tears linger on her skin
her eyes tightly shut
hoping the cascading tears will cease
lips tremble and the illusion of stillness
ends abruptly as she
seizes her body and
wraps her arms around herself
gripping on tightly
desperately hoping to feel relief
begging to feel
nothing at all.

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