Dec 2012
Standing calm and still before the storm today,
Is strength or callousness what keeps my eyes so dry?
Should I bask within the firm resolve I feel,
Or search myself to find a broken heart and cry?
Are tears condemned as something for the weak to give,
Or do they measure some desireable quality?
And what could one conclude from having none to shed:
Are they possessed of fortitude or apathy?
Is strength or callousness what keeps my eyes so dry?
Should I bask within the firm resolve I feel,
Or search myself to find a broken heart and cry?
Are tears condemned as something for the weak to give,
Or do they measure some desireable quality?
And what could one conclude from having none to shed:
Are they possessed of fortitude or apathy?
This is something that's been bothering me lately. I'd like to believe I have not become callous and unemotional, but I'm not brave enough to look deep down and try to find where it hurts . . .
