The Teardrop Poem

A poem is just a teardrop

A form of liquid pain

Released to pen and paper

Our words become a stain

The hurt that's bottled up inside

Can come out through our eyes

Promises made, but never kept

Are nothing but liquid lies

As the teardrop hits the paper

The words begin to form

Releasing all the pain inside

To calm the coming storm

Heartache is just another word

That's written by our tears

The pain becomes the writer's quill

'Til a little relief appears

A poem is just a teardrop

That's worded carefully

Liquid pain becomes a stain

And sets the poet free

Reviews

Oh wow, i love this, So much depth and emotion in your words.
The rhyme scheme and flow, spot on.