- Vein's Tears
-BY STACYANN

You suck, like a leech,
I need to detach my vein from.
My vain tears of worry are sleepless
Puddles dry like muddy holes of my soul
creating a sudden cliff you pushed me into

I claw at the walls for an exit -
Only to find dirt under my nails
and streaks down my face.
My torn soul makes it hard to walk
Causing great pain to turn back

or to look forward. So I dig
As the salty tears engulf me
Gasping for breath and forgiveness
I find other leeches I can’t let go of
and the pain is suddenly worse -

But as my blood drains, my heart stops . . .
hurting until it is over. When will the sun come out?