Tears




Tears are little rivers of hope
flowing like there is no end in sight.
Tears are what happens when we
let our true emotions be shown.
They can be joyouse, or they can be sad.
But whatever they are, they still hold
a different meaning to everyone.
To me, tears are a cry for help.
Help out of this hell; help away from this
crazy show we call life.
A cry for love; a cry for help from God.
A question.
A wondering of why things are the way they are.
Doesn't anyone see my silent tears? Doesn't anyone
hear my silent pleas for help?
Or are they completely oblivious. Are my tears
invisible? Just like me.
Just like my heart. Shut away from the world.
Safe from any pain. Tears are my only escape.
A ticket to a serene place. A place of
Hope. Of Life.
Only for a minute. Tears can steal you away.
Then you're back where you started.
Then you're back where you realize 
that there is no way out.
Except when your tears flow.
Only when your tears flow.


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