Want to be loved.

Want to be understood.

So badly.

watching blood run into the drain,

streaks of red,

red on white.

running away,

like my life, like my hopes, my dreams.

all washed away with the rain.

unkind words whispered in my ears,

they hurt, cut into my heart like knives.

I wish they would understand me,

I want to be understood,

for now,

I am invisible,

like the first snowflakes on a cold winter's day.

flashes of hope shown to me,

faintly glimmering,

like stars in the night.

reaching out to me,

but I am getting further away,

seemingly unreachable,

a thousand hands stretched out to catch me,

when I want to fall,

wishing to disappear.

the stars are little comfort,

they stay there,

twinkling kindly,

never forgetting me,

waiting patiently,

loving me,

caring for me,

while my blood runs onto the floor.

---By Yue Lin.

Dedicated to Claire.

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