Tears

Tears can mend a broken heart,

a contrite spirit it may impart.

I don’t know where to end or start,

as a person close to me depart.

Forgive me for the lack of words.

It pierces my heart like a thousand swords.

Tears should flow to get rid of the pain,

as I try to recover from this painful disdain.

Now I need to stand and wipe my tears away

But in my heart you will continue to stay

For now, I could not write in verse or prose

But in time, I will once again stand and rose.