I was shattered completely within,
My eyes went off control;
I split into tears still relieved the treachery,
He* then provoked, “Eh girly men don’t cry!”
Then a squabble ran onto my mind;
Why don’t men cry?

You distill within, you calm thine down:
You hop, you break, of course you frown.
Tears just roll down, to calm thy within,
Banding the aid that you got to fit.

The purity lies in the tears,
They wash off one’s filth, soothe and revive;
Gives you the fortitude and a roar
“High time to break the concealed fear”

Don’t rub off thy moisture
Let it remind;
You are a pow than the people behind
Your soul soothes, thy mind blows;
Fade the horror your life shows.