RIVER OF TEARS
Every I love you was just a lie.
Every friendship I had fake.
How much more deadly loneliness
Can I take before I break.
I would cry almost daily and
every tear that fell from my eyes.
Became a man-made tear filled river,
Constructed from secrets and lies.
It would continue rising
with every tear that I cried.
Down that River of tears would float,
another part of me that just died.
Copyright © Athena Plante | Year Posted 2022
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