Tears Always Dries

Poor Me

Bitter words are so many
They've never grew fond of ones emotions
Their roots grows stronger every time they bloom
Such they became one of the famous theme in the society
Sadness crawls to every corner of my bed as i try to deny my feelings
Tears withdrawn from my eyes all lost to my pillow
Gone are the one i failed to love
And here lies the pain I can't defeat.

13 October 2018

Author's Notes/Comments: 

If the clouds cannot hold the rain, how you suppose an eye can hold all such tears.

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I Cry

Get it all out and then pick it up fresh. Lamenting as in anything else has a place and time. Then, you wash the pillow case and buy some of whatever makes you the most happy. :D