Tears

Tears:

I probably cried when i was born, maybe thats when we all learn to

Though as tender and fragile as a new born,

And the fear or excitement to get into the world,

The only language and defense was a cry,

With no tears, just screaming and screaming.

I cried when i was 16,

Leaving my first love at school,

Not knowing when or if

The hearts if they again would intertwine

And this time it came with tears,

My throat was dry as a desert,

And a fire raging on my chest.

Sometimes I would cry without a sound,

With a smile as a cover,

And just like a dew drop,

Tears would roll down my cheeks and up to my lips,

Awakened by the taste of salt, and the scars that were built.

I cried when i was 19, getting into medschool,

Pure joy and excitement,

I didn't need a cover this time,

For there were no screams and neither tears.

Heart has got nothing to do with emotions

Yet it aches and burns,

Like a sunburn on your skin,

Which hurts more when you feel,

And only one remedy i got,

Shut the door and shut the eyes,

And yell out with the loudest of my cries.

Only thing i now remember

Is the lightness that i felt,

Fresh air after a downpour,

The wet soil after the rain

And the throat was't dry anymore 

And the lungs weren't on fire anymore.

Only what now remains,

A tender heart and eager eyes

Trying to find the love that i know.