If I showed you my tear drops
Would you collect them like rain,
Store them in jars,
That are labelled with
"pain",
Would you follow their tracks,
From my
eyes down my cheeks,
As they
write all the
stories,
Im to scared to speak,
Would you stop them with kisses,
Bring
their flow to a halt
As you teach me that pain
Isn't always my fault
Would you
hold my face, gently
As you dry both my eyes, And whisper the words. "you're to precious to cry" If I showed you my
teardrops,
Would you show me your own
And learn though
We're lonely
We're never alone.
YOU ARE READING
Hurtful
PoesíaThis is about poems that I feel as tho I can relate to and I'm sure a lot of others can relate to. Just remember your never alone, there's always someone you can reach out to and talk to tell them how hard it is tell them how much you are struggling
