tears

The tissue box is empty
The pillow’s stained with tears
Her heart is breaking in two
The smile hides her fears

The picture frame is shattered
The glass broken on the ground
The once amazing memories
Is all that surrounds

The tears run off her face
Her smile fades away
She knows feelings they once shared
Has slowly gone astray

The hurt strangles her heart
The blood flow starts to end
The note in her hand reads
“We can still be friends”

She’s dead now,
Died crying herself to sleep
What a shame it is
The lullaby to death, was her weep