put the mirror up to your heart,
does it reflect the pain
of years of dwelling in the drain
of your own tears
making you start
wanting to just snear,
me into puddles of blood
it becomes a raging flood
as you wear your shroud
of death and misery
i bet your proud
all the rest is history
Nate Jones
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-caused-those-tears/
