One Drop At a Time

She walks through her garden of words Choosing them carefully She lays them all out leaving no doubt The way it's supposed to be All of her tears are standing in line As she prepares to write The darkness watches, and waits its turn To hold her throughout the night A sad song on her raido Giving her tears their cue The first one leaves finding her sleeves As her pain starts breaking through Her memories flooding her pen filled hand She writes as fast as she can Broken and mangled, her mind relents Remembering her heartache again Spilling her soul one drop at a time She stumbles to her bed Cleansing her mind, her words take their place Knowing that all has been said