the tear Options

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The Tear

Born out of sorrow, pain, and despair,
A birth like none other, spawned without care.
The tear shows no mercy, no remorse, no sympathy,
It only clouds your vision, so you're unable to see.
The blurs spread your eyeline like rapid fire,
To be back to normal, your one desire.
But time stands still when the tears are flowing...
Your face beat red, your emotions showing.
A drop of salty water crashes your world to the ground,
All in an instant; no lights, no sound...
Just in the back bedroom, sprawled on the bed,
Away from the world, hands sheltering your head.
The crying fails to cease, and you continue through the night,
You cry yourself to sleep, awaking to the light.
And then it's back to the bedroom, back to the sorrow, and back to the infamous tear...
So you can finish your life, unhappy in tears, with everything unclear.
I wish I was a tear, so I could start in your eyes, live on your cheek, and die on your lips...

-- Justin David Johnston, 2003.

What do you think?

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Born out of spite, sorrow, despair,
A birth like none other, spawned without care.
The tear has not a speck of sympathy,
It exists to cloud your vision, unable to see.
The blurs spread your eye line like rapid fire,
To be back to normal, your one desire…
But time stands still when the tears are flowing,
Your face beat red, your emotions showing.
Just in the back bedroom, lying on your bed,
Away from the world, hands sheltering your head.
The crying continues into the night,
You cry yourself to sleep, awaking to the light.
You carry on your day with artificial glee,
Knowing before long you leave school at three.
Then back to the pain, back to the sorrow, and back to the infamous tear.
So you can finish your life, unhappy in tears, with everything unclear.

I wish I was a tear…

So I could start in your eyes, live on your face, and die on your lips.