The Feeling of Tears

The Feeling of Tears:

So gently a tear can erupt and form,

They travel in packs,

In groups,

And Swarms,

They know when the time comes,

To so sudden appear,

In moments of sadness,

Hurt,

Or Cheer,

A drop in the corner,

Of those beautiful eyes,

Then a second,

And third,

You can no longer disguise,

The emotions that are playing,

Like a dance on your cheek,

Glistening so softly,

In a artistic streak,

They mix in with color,

Mascara,

And Blush,

They can happen so slowly,

Or in a hurricane'd rush,

But no matter the sequence,

There's beauty behind,

The raging rainstorm,

That falls from your eyes,

For they give to you brilliance,

That show through your heart,

The longing for acceptance,

Or the hurt of a sudden part,

But whatever the reason,

There's no way over,

Or through,

Crying is a lesson,

That we all,

Must go through,

It doesn't mean weakness,

It isn't bias to who,

Everyone will in someway,

Cry just the same way as you,

So take in the moment,

Give justice it's place,

Let those tears have their moment,

Let the emotion embrace,

Because once it is over,

You will feel so refined,

Cause the feeling of tears,

Is but one of a kind.

By. Dustin Atwood