Salted water released
like an elastic band
loose my ribs cage
finally allowin' air in.
Roll down cheeks
turn at the jaw
trace down the neck
caress my armor.
When all else is pain
this human reflex
revives the senses
makes me feel again.
Let slide, wash away
like soul rain
brighten the grey
bring back sun-rays.
Oh, please let it begin.
What I wouldn't give,
in this moment I'm in,
for my dry eyes to spill.
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Author:
Chris Yellow (
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Comments1
What a refreshing read. So few seem to realise how envigorating and refreshing of spirit a flood of tears can be.
Thanks I think tears are highly overrated, as many of nature's wonders.
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