Tears On The Ground

• Kayma Tangson, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2019

Tear by tear I crawl in fear, I can't stand it here, screaming and yelling. I fear for death.
Grumpy or sad I can smell smokes mixed with vodka. I'm near the edge now.
A cold red liquid drips down my cold, ugly and tense face. Time by time my tears fall to the ground.
I can never turn back. Help me. I feel so alone and empty. I cannot escape this now. I can
never go back I will always be free, and to this day I can finally breathe. Days come by thoughts
fill into my head. I feel the pain. I'm going to die. I'll sit here and cry, now now I'll say goodbye.