Rain
The rain is the tears of me,
The tears i try to cry,
But can't.
When I'm sad, they fall,
When I'm happy, they stall.
But i can't cry anymore.
I have nothing left.
I want it to go, to leave,
But it won't.
I need you to help.
I want my tears to fall,
And my scars to heal.
Copyright © Hope Ballard | Year Posted 2010
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