Sandpaper Tears: Navigating the Ferris Wheel of Emotions

A Journey Through Solitude, Passion, and the Melting Heartbeat of Love

My eyes run coarse as teardrops of sandpaper shred my face. Alone again for seconds, days, weeks — who knows how long. My heartbeat slows to a stop, signaling the end.

Around and around I go on this Ferris wheel of life and death, ecstasy and dissonance.

Why do I cry when alone, if it’s all I’ve ever known? Why do I rage with ink-stained words on this page?

My heart beats for you, that’s why.

When you’re oppressed with desolated emotions, it scars my heart with sandpaper tears.

Infernos rise inside this furnace of my mind, sweating out fiery words of love in hopes to melt the ice inside your soul.

My heart skips a beat with rain, as a heart attack emerges from sweltering heat. Signaling a new beginning with melted hearts and soul-filled words.