It's the tears.
They'll kill me.
It's not that your gone,
It's not what you said when you left,
It's not the mind numbing pain,
Or the way my heart drops at the sound of your name.
No it's the tears, because the pain I can ignore.
But the tears, I can't stop them.
It's a physical reminder that you're gone and nothing I do will get you back.
And the night,
It will be tears partner in crime.
Because it's the night when all is quiet,
That I can't help but think of you.
And the thoughts lead to questioning.
Questioning what I did wrong.
And the questioning leads to feeling.
And the feeling leads to tears.
So the tears won't be the only thing that kills me.
It's a conspiracy.
Between the night, the quiet, the thoughts, the questioning, the feeling, and... the tears.
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In the Waiting
PoesíaSometimes we all feel a little stuck and this poetry book is to remind you, you aren't alone. God is walking right there beside you the whole way through. One day in your life, probably multiple times in your life you're going to come to a point whe...
