Tears, they generally accumulate around our eyes but what if our bodies were to cry as well,

My body sheds tears, so does yours at one point or another, they are red, warm and thick,

Like the tears from our eyes these can also hurt,

Many a life ends in rivers of red cascading down broken bodies and through distraught on lookers who couldn’t save them,

They fall like raindrops leaving a stain on both the floor and our memories with that ever glistening red,

When we cry these tears we slowly begin to lose ourselves, as with each drop a small portion of who we are evaporates never to return,

These tears, they are red and they are warm yet make us feel so cold, they drip from my cuts, but even those that are healed still cry,