In the dark, when nobody was watching
ran tears soft and slow.
They carve out courses down her cheeks
down her chin past her nose.
They dripped down like letters
spelling a jumble of confusion and pain.
She held her breath afraid
of what the words would have to say.
What horrible secrets would they reveal?
What hidden pain would be exposed?
She didn’t believe she was strong enough
to handle seeing all her sorrows.
When she looked down
she saw a lifetime of deep pain and hurt.
The tears had spelled the stories
of the words she was too afraid to speak.
-Cynic Ninja
