Poems that go through my head at 1 in the morning (the witch's hour!)

Blood on roses
Veins of tears
Rivers of pain
And meadows of fear
My life has come to halt
As though the moment is frozen in time
My thoughts have become meaningless
My words a worthless ryhme
The tearstains that line your face
The feelings of being of zero
Fade as you look into the mirror and smile
For you are your own superhero
Love not returned
From a daughter to her father
From the skin unrightly burned
To the life that is no longer

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