TEARDROPS

Teardrops

tears ball up
i hold them back
sitting with friend
but i feel no slack

about to burst
but cannot here
inside this class
they'll mock my tears

poetry is
what gets me through
ha ha i laugh
what can i do

i grab my pen
holding my tongue
towards my head
are the pointed guns

russian roulette
bang bang one shot
six empty spaces
only one filled slot

with this space
comes the end of might
all will is gone
with reason to fight

life in itself
is a deadly game
but is it of yours
or others blame

the thoughts which
make me feel this way
no reasons but
somehow i fray

the voices AHHH
i want to scream
but can't think now
nightmares from dreams

-Carlos "House" Gerardo