MY hands...

[Alex'z Death Chic]

Its holding its hands in front of your face
as the tears fall from your eyes
it catches them, holding them in its palms
as crimson tears continue to cascade down
you cannot see these hands
these hands that hold you when you lose your balance
the hands that cover your ears when truth is told
because you wish not to
for ignorance has taken over...

note: damn... another schizo poem from me... "it" refers to my other personality. The one who protects me from pain... the one who comforts my anguish...

[bloodredtears]

wonderful piece of poetry you have here...i enjoyed reading it much..

[Eclipse]

i liked the use of another subject to signify another part of you. it's really unique and adds to the effect of the poem. wonderfully written. just one minor spelling mistake i think "cimson" needs an "r" in it to make it "crimson". awesome piece.

[Alex'z Death Chic]

thank you for your comments. Thanks also for the correction.... didn't see that one...

[T.J. Barber]

I too enjoyes it's rythym and heartfelt emotion. It's signifigance to your person is astonishing. It takes one thing and describes another part of yourself. Just as said earlier. Great imagery!