tears...

tears... can never have enough. they all fall from the sky, and into my heart, and out through my pierced hazel eyes. suddenly, the tears just keep on coming and wont stop. my eyes get foggy, i cant see... soon i look at my wrists and see blood dripping from my wrists and my blade... i then look at the tree, up so high. the next thing you know, i'm on the ground, beside the tree, head spinning, everything going blaCk... yet the tears keep on coming, even in my sleep. and even when i am smiling, my heart is at weep. i am just a great actress, i should be on Broadway or Hollywood, yet i would always end up falling deeper in the end... and yet the tears keep on coming, and here i am, with a pencil and small notebook... i first write the word i am feeling, "tears..." and then see the page being filled with blood. soon it becomes a will, a deed i just could not have paid... then i open my eyes, i am in my room, on my laptop, typing a simple poem... i call it tears, and tell them my story, but my mouth shall stay shut... And nothing... nothing... nothing... but tears...