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by sus
Rated: E · Poetry · Psychology · #2268585
a glass of wine & a pack of cigs.
my tears have never been empty, they've always been so full,
they've always fell resistantly to gravity's unforgiving pull,
oh i try to hide the agony but my tears continue to betray,
the eyes that they fall from in result of a mind gone astray.
I lock them up so tight in a dry desert deep inside of me,
oh the frustration in a place where there should be no water
I always find the sea.

and it takes me..

in a place of confusion with the upmost certainty
because all the space is taken by nothing,
all the nothing inside of me.

logic makes no sense when all the facts are fiction
maybe this is therapy maybe its my affliction
maybe im looking for the lock because I already have the key
maybe i cant find whats lost because with open eyes i can not see.

my tears so full, they really carry so much weight,
so heavy on my bones and so much food on my plate,
my tears so crippling my heart pleaded to let them down,
i howled in denial but my mind spoke up and said
"to learn to swim you must first learn to drown"





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