Tears,
bursting with feelings,
sorrow,
pain,
spill out of my eyes,
stream down my face,
my neck,
my arms.
They slide their way to my fingertips,
and drip onto the keyboard.
One by one,
those tears are united,
a cumulation of letters.
These tears create words,
while I am silent.
Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 4:05 PM UTC
Tears,
bursting with feelings,
sorrow,
pain,
spill out of my eyes,
stream down my face,
my neck,
my arms.
They slide their way to my fingertips,
and drip onto the keyboard.
One by one,
those tears are united,
a cumulation of letters.
These tears create words,
while I am silent.
