Tears

 

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean

They arise from my eyes with little warning

Burning my cheeks as they leave wet streaks

Cursing my smile into mourning

 

You ask me what is wrong

Why I could be crying

I could not decipher their meaning

Only my soul seems to be dying

 

The flow will not cease

No matter how I try

The pain has searched for release

And found it through my eye

 

I am tired of forcing a smile

I am sick of trying to hide

The ache that is always burning

In my chest, begging to be let outside

 

Screaming for freedom

Paining to taste

The ever-lasting darkness

Of Eternal waste

 

I am afraid the pain may be winning

Proof are the tears on my face

Ebbing out of my body like the tide

Leaving nothing in its’ place

Reviews

[Shellie]

I like the way you build the emotion and show how it escapes through your eyes as tears. I also like the flow and the realistic momentum of pent up feelings when sometimes you dont really understand why you are crying.