My Tears.
My tears come from the past to haunt me, they like to be remembered as a struggle once gone through.
My tears are full of hatred, love, blessings, and surrender.
My tears are sneaky and embarrassing, they flow heavy and are accompanied by red eyes and various hand movements.
I cry because I can't figure out what is wrong,I cry because I have been done wrong, I cry because I onced loved you,I cry because I have made it through, I cry because I am blessed and I know it, and crying is a way to show it.
My tears are not meant to hurt me they are here to heal me;
once they are gone my eyes will be open and clearly in thought I will see all that was meant to be.
My tears are full of hatred, love, blessings, and surrender.
My tears are sneaky and embarrassing, they flow heavy and are accompanied by red eyes and various hand movements.
I cry because I can't figure out what is wrong,I cry because I have been done wrong, I cry because I onced loved you,I cry because I have made it through, I cry because I am blessed and I know it, and crying is a way to show it.
My tears are not meant to hurt me they are here to heal me;
once they are gone my eyes will be open and clearly in thought I will see all that was meant to be.