Outlet 18 For every tear
For every tear Running down my face fast but, yet cold; how could life be so kind but yet so bold? Each tear that falls holds my pain, my fears , and my regrets. Staging the scene to get ready to put on my make up, covering up all the dryness to my face I can't let anyone know how bad the look was upon my face.
For every tear that falls I become more intense. I'm numbing away anything that reminds me of the agony you put me through. Why did these tears choose me and not you? Trapping me like a sudden rainfall. If I run where will I find shelter with such short notice?
For every tear comes truth. I'm not sure you were ready for what that will reveal. I am truth but you never seen me as such. In your eyes I was that one night mistake; that, oh I'm mad at my wife so I'll find you until things cool over. I've never been anything but pointless to you and your demeanor. But for every tear I shed I felt like I was someone to you I gave you everything I could to make you apart of my world. I loved when you refused to, I opened up my legs when you needed me and for that these tears they mean life! They justify my anger and show my pain!
All these years I wasted being your fool thinking it was me when all along it was you who turned me into a fountain that has nothing left in it to drain. But you want to go all out and call me out my name! That there is the shit that will never be the same.
For every tear it's a thousand more build up inside of me waiting to make its fall but I refuse to let you have them all. Beating like a ruffled drum my heart grows dark, you took away the only thing that gave me spark. Love was my high it was all I needed to feel completed damn I'm mad you made me feel so deleted!For every tear comes a little strength I have to find peace through my pain and try to make this shit less of a shame. I feel weak when I should of stood tall but even a real women takes a great fall! Being loved means loving yourself enough to let go, opening up the gateway for healing and never stop feeling like tears aren't revealing!
For every single tear holds a story maybe only I can unfold but this is the story that had to be told. I'm not concerned by what may come of it because I refuse to give in and quit! To many wars not enough fighters that's why we become trapped and can't find an end we must hold fast and let these tears become all of those years, making each drop a victory instead of a regret. Oh I'm not finished with my story quit yet!For every tear I've pushed through leaving your ass looking like the real fool! In the end you wind up being by yourself living with petty thinking life is just so shitty. I told you one day the well would run dry now your looking up saying your final goodbye. No, I won't cry I'm just living my life and getting by. Make sure when you get to where your going you find your peace who knew tears could turn into you being deceased!
For every tear there's a thousand more to come just know that what you give is what you become! No love cherish it and hold on to the things that weep because even the strongest have tears know when to wipe them away never let tears drop without a price to pay remember every tear shed has a story to tell listen, Love , heal and that's how we remain real!
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