There are many tears that do not fall
simply because they cant
my tears of joy....
all the good times.
those of laughter
when i cant quite seem to calm myself
nearly suffocating
my tears of calm
those lovely little talks we have
they just seem to over take me
leaving me warm and fuzzy inside
tears of rage
when i simply cant take it
losing myself in my own bottomless pit of destruction
nearly threatening myself
and others
when i cant talk
i close the world off
the only thing that could possibly help me
and it seems to spread like a wild fire
tears of loneliness
when all else is OK there is always this
it will always be there
never leaving me to be satisfied
tears of love
the most important
its what keeps me going, the only thing.
the love in which you show towards me
it helps more than you ever know
and if there is ever a doubt in your mind that it is not
likewise, then let me tell you now that it is
your love is reflected and doubled by mine
