But you never asked
You thought you were right
And I was wrong.
I sat there
And asked myself
The three double-U questions
As tears rolled down my cheeks.
It tasted like salt
And made my cheeks swell
I had joined the dark clouds
In watering my day.
My tears split over
And flowed down my face
Like a river escaping a dam.
Not even the steady stream of liquid
Trickling down my face
Could cure my sadness.
Sometimes we think everyone around us cares about our safety, happiness and everything about us. But no, they only stay by us for their own benefits.
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PoetryPoetries of love, Romance, Depression, life, joy, hatred, anger, death...all in one. Words on paper that struck my heart with emotions... allowing tears to drop...like rain from above... making my cheeks soak from tears...with an inevited need...
