I invite my tears with open arms.
I smile as they flow.
Call me crazy, but they're my friends.
When I can't seem to sleep peacefully, they drop down so sweetly on my pillow, as my mind let's me thing horrendous thoughts.
I can't help but to smile when they come around, they allow me to show others that I'm finally not as okay as I always say I am.
So, I invite my tears with open arms.
I smile as they flow.
Call me crazy, but they're my friends.
When I'm feeling alone, when I don't feel like I can conquer the world today, they help me release the stress the day may bring.
So yes, my tears are my friends.
They help me.
Unlike everyone else who tried coming into my life.
~Rosa Vazquez~
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My Thoughts In Poetry
ПоэзияPoetry is my release. So I put it here. Welcome to the book of my thoughts. A book in which I discuss my deepest thoughts in the form of poetry. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cover by @krazy-dreamer
