Is it possible to put my tears into words?
To turn morose droplets into bitter verbs?
To spill salty liquid onto a blank page
And let others know of my sorrow and rage?
Could I ever truly "let it all out"
Without resorting to nervous breakdowns and shouts?
Could I ever write down how hurt that I am
And be sure that you can at least understand?
I am completely at a loss, you see
Don't know why I deserve this misery
All I know is that I must ease this stress
To prevent myself from being, once more, depressed
I hope this clears up the confusion I feel
The anger, the sadness, the hope that I'll heal
I know in your world that your skies are still blue
But please read my tears, they're from me, to you.
Copyright 2004 Laura Phrasavath
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