Tears

They gather in your eyes,
Sting like mace,
Before they claw their way
Down 'round your face.
They drip from your nose,
Quiet like a feather,
Seep into your pillow,
Disappearing forever.

They halt in their tracks,
And so do you,
A puffed red tomato,
Dampened in the morning dew.
You capture your breath,
Which ran away with your mind,
As your heart throbs wildly
In your chest, much too confined.

Your mind's trapped in time,
But your body keeps going
Through the paces,
A river ever-flowing.
You fall back to reality,
Confused, out of sync,
In a body so unlike yours,
You lie there and blink.

You stroke your face,
Where the saltiness remains,
On your pillow,
A crusty, cold stain
Which reminds you of memories
That you wish to forget,
And the many, many things
That you've lived to regret.

Tears, much like scabs,
They harden in time,
Concealing the pain
Which leaked out from inside.
But the scab falls off,
When the wound is healed,
You may think it's the end,
But your fate is sealed.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[aj milton]

Beautifully written. "tears" is just a single word, and yet you have captured all the elements of how they can affect us.

[Hbrook]

Wowww. Wowwww. WOWWWWWW! This was just! WOW! This was amazing! Is amazing! I love the rhyming scheme that you set into place and the emotions behind the words you placed. This!Drifted! Me! Of! Like! A! Bag! Of! Feathers!