Tears and rain...
A single, thick tear of sadness,
or open floodgate of stark, naked pain.
I have learned better than to believe
"tears are just rain that makes love grow"
For now I have tears of my own...
"To thine own self be true" I had quoted,
trying to define and defend me,
and live my life sweet, simple, and kind.
Now I take pills to be someone else.
Synthetic sympathy to dry my tears,
and yes, to create a counterfeit calm,
that gives me strength to live out this lie.
Tears and rain...
Maybe rain is just God's tears for what He has done.
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