Intricately portraying pain
But the pain inside
You cannot see,
Save for the eyes that cannot lie
Tears are the human expression
That something is wrong
Tears can mean a broken arm,
A broken heart
Tears can mean a death,
A broken life,
A cry for help
But behind these tears
Sit restless hearts,
Cruelly cut by the world
Tears are a gift
Pain is a gift
But I cannot say
A beautiful, decaprated
Broken soul is a gift
So as you lie awake tonight,
Remember the forgotten
Some of us don’t mend,
We just harden
Tears become a mara
1 comment:
wow.. beautiful
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