tears slip through the lashed covered eye

each hold deep meaning
every drop that slides down holds an eternity of pain

an orb of stories

bursting at the plump curve of the path on the cheek

covering beautiful skin with a layer of wet sticky hurt

the rest come cascading down

the silent scream of agony is drawn

for upon the skin so raw

is the shedding of each story and it's burst of blood through veins of the heart

it's the desperate cry and repulse of each fiber within