Escaping

My tears are running,
away from me,
they are escaping from inside,
to get away from me,

they do not hide,
they do not make a sound,
they are silent tears,
that do not make a sound,

these tears,
mean nothing to me,
they are angry tears,
that do not see.

they have no direction,
in where they are going,
they will keep on running
until they are falling.