Tears.

Speak softly, they try to

Don’t be ashamed of them, they cry too

Some come in water, some in tattoos

Still the same sign of hurt and trials through

Raindrops are God’s version of them

Everything stops sometimes in waiting for their when

And then –

Signs of a too full heart

Sighs of a tool’s fool’s heart

I share mines on paper, on wordpress

Squeeze all the pain through a pen and word press

My life your entertainment – ah I guessed

But are your smiles and shares worth all the stress?

I left the woman I loved, nobody cares – my distress

And then lost the one I love, full body tears, pain’s mistress

Not allowed to talk about it

I’m just another writer online – shut up about it

I get to shoulder the pain, do life post stress,

Who cares if I sell my soul for another post on wordpress?!

They – you’re — counting between this and the next post,

No matter how I make it between now and the next post.

Don’t get me wrong, we all got problems,
This’ just where I come to lay mine to rest

So think about that before you call my work ‘silly’,
I just try to add color to something unpretty

Tears.