News
News of blame
News of shame
News that many have been playing a disgusting game
Stories being relayed
Stories being replayed
Stories of shock and abuse
Stories in their entire truth seem incredulous
Tears of anger
Tears of pain
Tears of shock and catatonic cries
Tears that hopefully in time, healing will make it all subside
Wonder how many believe
Wonder how many will continue to lie
Wonder of guilt or regret
Wonder how those in pain will pick up
The pieces
Wonder if they will allow love to mend themselves
Just thoughts
Poured in ink
Showing the blood I bleed
Is indigo blue
Not crimson red
That old me
Is now dead
New me
Is like a phoenix flying out of the ashes
~Divine