Disclaimer: I own this poem, and it comes entirely from my imagination. If this poem sounds like any other, it is purely coincidental.

Authors Note: I submit this poem for you to read. Please note that this poem is rated by Fiction Press and you should decide whether to read it accordingly. For the people who read it please review when you’re finished.

AN: Not really my style, but what the hell.

Ruby Tears

She cries ruby tears, falling on the tiled floor

Crying for the baby, the baby that is no more

Rubies that fall and stain the blank page

Rubies that are born in fear and in rage

She doesn’t know where her baby has gone

The baby that she carried for not very long

Watching her heart falling away with the pain

Always feeling the loss and never the gain

The hurt grew worse with every kind touch

Until it burned like the sun with a fire-like blush

She tore it away, and ran under the stars

Needing to be alone, onto the street full of cars

The tears that fell were like rubies and blood

The pain she unleashed poured like a flood

Wanting to go, and seeing here her daughter

The darkness fell, spread wings and caught her

Spreading her arms, wanting to join her son

Into the street, running still, she needed to run

Seeing the flash of the chrome and brass

Dying in the midst of bits of steel and glass

No son, no daughter, nothing to keep her here

The pain, the loss, the angst and the fear

Her only precious jewels were kept in her eyes

Soon they were gone, they had all been cried

May blessings follow in your footsteps,

Ethereal Kisses