Silent Tears
Silent tears climbing down her cheeks
They tickle a little as they sweep across her chin
She sits and listens, She can almost hear them falling
Their touch comforts her
For a moment there is evidence that her emotions are real
But they won't last
Her shirt soaks them up
She can't help but feel she's lost a friend
The tide has come and gone and she stands unchanged
Mabye next time the salty water will wash away more than just the sand
*A poem about mental health
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