Darkness That Haunts Me Poem by Cate Jade

tears that fall from the gentle face are tears of.....
emptiness, pain, sorrow and loss
the faith in herself lost like someone lost beloved.
walking marking the ends of her hands with a cross

as she slowly pulls the knife in the shapes in the mirrors
each drop of blood represents the feelings of the gentle face
weight, looks, boys, grades and the deepest darkest fears
to face them would be the worse feeling removing the dark trace.