You, Me and the In Between

Acid Tears

These acid tears burn

As they roll down my cheek.

They leave a long,

Nearly bloody trail.

There's no one to catch them.

No one to stop them.

My cheeks are on fire,

Inflamed and red.

They seem to be full

Of my never emptying bitterness,

The way they burn

So hotly.

My eyes don't burn,

Though, as the tears

Leak and dribble down.

So many reasons

To cry, so little

Time to do so.

Maybe I'll just lay

Down awhile.

Turn up my music

And pull the curtains closed.

Perhaps then they will cease,

And my cheeks will heal.

But I, as a whole, will

Never fully heal.