Tears

Tears

A Poem by Bec

 

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

© 2009 Bec


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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.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on February 11, 2009

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Bec
Bec

Whitby, Canada



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