Lacrymosa

“There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.”
― Kahlil Gibran

You are weighed down

by the burden of your words

it’s bringing you down

it’s leaving a scar on your souls

an indelible mark

a horseshoe,

a tattoo

etched deeply in your

deep abyss

where you soul resides

can you feel the weight

of your words

Those incessant tears

falling from your face

and leaving those

dry trails

for the pain to follow in lockstep

their unholy union

you detest every day

live in the denial

those little droplets

carrying the eternity of pain

screaming the inundate tails of sorrow

angst and fear

in their tiny globules

redefines the shape

of your identity

and leaves you weeping alone

again and again.

Those tears, my love,

reshapes you again and again.

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