Tears drip
D
o
w
n
my Face. In
Sadness. In
Anguish. But
Mostly In
Love. Raw,
True, Love.

Cuts, Blood, Suicidal
Thoughts. Stress.
Depression... Mere
Heartache. All occur in
Many. So very Many of the hearts That
I Love. So very Deeply.

I cannot Bear to
See this, or let Such words
Ring throughout my ears.
This is why I taste Salty
tears So often. nothing I do
can Save them from This
misery. this Hurt.

advice, A listening ear is all I
have To give. and Love. this Is
why i Cry. Not to Prove my love, but
Because I Love.