When words seem to be locked down.
Tears start to speak out.
When your throat is in drought,
Your eyes will speak loud.
We try to stand brave and fight through it all.
Until the walls break and our barricades fall.
Tears can be sharp as knife.
It means that you've been striving your whole life.
Crying doesn't make you weak.
It could be the first drop of hope for your seed of dreams.
CZYTASZ
Drops of Poetry
PoezjaDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
