TEARS

Letting them run down my cheeks,

I feel the temperature rising inside me

Wishing it had not happened, I remained silent.

The past is the past.

Seeing the pain in his eyes, I couldn’t speak.

Will he ever heal or continue to grieve in silence?

He’s blue and so am I.

Wish these feelings were not true,

but we live in a world where people spread lies to destroy you.