Skin Bottle of Tears

Saving my tears in a black skin bottle,

Holding them close to your heart to cuddle,

They remind you of my pain,

Problems that my personality stained.



Caressing them as you lie,

a beautiful talent you've derived,

As you're assured I'm hopeless,

Certain I need your loving acceptance.



Every promise you proudly proclaim,

Will add tears to your bottles name,

As my angry tears float,

A smile cultivates in your awful throat.



Pretending as the days pass,

No tears came or will last,

Yet i will never forget,

But loving you I'll never regret,



So I'll continue to play this game,

Ignoring the bruises and the shame,

Love covers a multitude of sins,

your source of tears will never end.