If tears were words

If my tears were really words, loneliness would be the first to fall. Wiping it away should be easy but only if there was someone to call If my tears were really words. Then grief would cover my face. There is no wiping it away. Never a happy place If my tears were really words, then loss would be spelled from my soul. Cleaning the words from my face does not mean I can let u go So, if I do not cry will anyone understand why I talk to God, asking only for his plan I pray for his forgiveness when I beg him to take my life, for the words flowing on my face are worthy of my sacrifice karen Powell 11212023 copyright 2023