Why cry?
It does nothing
Apart slowly carve a stream down your face
Never ending and always hurting
All within a singular tear
A tiny river
Built up of so much angry, stress and sadness
All that hides in plain sight
And breaks your heart
Hidden secrets and lies
In a singular tear
YOU ARE READING
Lifeline Rants 2020-2024
Horrordark poetry and writings based in fiction. Written from the perspective of an outsider looking in with context. This isn't directed at anyone. It just helps me to write in perspectives of people.
