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Tears

Tears
It's been a while since my eyes were dry,
I can not remember the last time my pillow wasn't soaked in tears.

I can not remember when it was last that my morning did not start with a whimper and a tear rolling down my cheek.

I try to remember the good times,
but they just make me cry harder.

I try to type through misty eyes.
Then with tears I delete it all.

With watery eyes I scroll through my contacts and see your number,
Then with tear wet fingers I close the app.

With moist eyes I check for messages across all apps,
Then sobbing helplessly I exit them all.
After all what would happen?

Are there enough tissues to soak my tears?
Will these ever stop?
Shall my heart ever be pain free?

When will these tears stop?
If they will stop only when my heart stops beating, then so be it...

I will it all to stop now...
Now please ...



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