A Tear... , by Invisible Poet Subscribe to rss feed for Invisible Poet

The tear slowly drips
A strange thing the tear
It comes in trips
It comes at sadness, happiness, and even fear

Slowly dripping down ones face
To fall and crash to the floor
It happens all over the place
To the rich and to the poor

But when a loved one cries
It affects you more than when you yourself cry
You’ll fill their heads with lies 
And inside you just want to die

I make up for those around me that cry in the exceed
For not in over a year
No one has gazed into my eyes to plead
I have not shed a tear

Not when my grandmother passed
Not when by best friend overdosed
No my eyes never even glassed
But the seeds of hate were sowed
Posted: 2009-03-31 01:34:30 UTC

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2009-03-31 01:47:51Invisible Poet
I accidently deleted the other one so this is just a reposting...

2009-04-09 13:41:45Ashley Reneë *Raining Tears*
this is very very beautiful!!

2009-05-14 22:19:19...
This is great, it's so real, honest. I think the way you've used the rhyme is great, makes the poem flow so well! =)

2009-12-15 19:38:07Convalescence
When you feel the deepest pain, it's hard to cry anyways... u are just... there...