TEARS
Written for Goodreads
Time for introspection
Rain hopelessly flowing
outside inside mist
is gathering protective
You want to pry me open
Time for therapy you say
There's no such thing as open
outside inside rain
will distance me from harm
I find myself far from you
To where you cannot find me
Where mist acts like a blanket
outside inside cold
Where bones are brittle
I turn myself away from you
Time to find the way back
My finger trails the mist
Outside, inside, small drops
Like the tears on my cheeks
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