Tattoo Tear

My tattooed tear
Is for my love you
Wasted for the sound
Of the broken
Heart piercing air.

My tattooed tear
Is for my penny you
Stole for the fragment
Of lost sanity
No longer there.

My tattooed tear
Is for my prince you
Killed for the bloodied
Knife of murdered
stares.

My tattooed tear
Is for my death you
Have torn to pieces
Limb to
life.

One thought on “Tattoo Tear

  1. It is possible it was not he who committed the crime but yourself. Of course there are those that prey upon the least suspecting, life then becomes necessary to question and observe looking deeply. I feel the pain and not being new to life I now suspect that much heartache and remorse has been the cause of my own actions. Your poem is good because it raises this question.

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