They are real, streaming down my cheeks,
I don’t have any music
to buffer this pain,
I don’t have any resolve,
to stop the tears,
my eyes are pouring,
I cannot see,
I can only hold on to some fading
memory.
I’m shuddering at the notion,
my hopes, my heart,
my solace,
gone,
beyond the beauty
of knowing love,
I no longer do.
I swore to myself years ago,
I would never fall in love again,
and now, I am only
‘the fool on the hill.’
© Scott F Savage 2019
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3 thoughts on “Tears Now”
jhward220
I enjoyed this and can relate
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a quiet man
thank you man, a rough night.
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jhward220
we all have them
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