Tears

Nov. 18th, 2012

Tears constantly pour down my face.
A race it seems to reach my neck
and drench my face in misery.

I keep my eyes shut when I awake.
I take those frozen dreamy moments
and stretch them, floating in a sort of purgatory.

Fists clenched and tight at every moment
Oh, meant to protect myself when the time comes
again. I am not safe from evil or fate.

(Work in progress/progrief)