Tears are like rain.
They can fall heavily,
But soaked by life,
They nourish from within.
They become the lubricant,
Absorbing flows of nutrients.
Minerals and memories combine.
Cry and drink and grow in sleep.
Drops at a time,
Clouds contain floods.
Grief never-ending,
Weather patterns persist.
Sad feelings overtaken,
Gusts of wind shake foundations.
So weep, little one,
For the world weeps with you.
Living in a world where everything is fine,
Know me and contradict what’s known.
End the paradox by choosing a reality,
Then shut me out as incompatible in it.
Windows to others constantly closing,
They know you until they don’t anymore.
Persist in darkness, friendless and alone,
Everyone tells me I don’t exist though.
Forgotten as soon as they meet me,
To know me is to reject me.
Yet I still long for love’s gazes to touch me,
Understanding me without leaving me.
People like me aren’t deserving of care,
Even though we needed it the most.
Too abused for anything but neglect,
An unpleasant reminder of evil.
Chiu on This 