Tear Drops
This feeling is familiar,
Something so well I remember.
The sudden heaviness,
Along with a dizziness.
I feel it starting,
Here goes nothing.
In my stomach I feel a pit.
I get so frustrated I could spit.
The stinging behind my eyes
Makes me realize
What is happening:
They are coming.
Everything goes blurry,
Making the hardest things look soft and furry.
I feel their presence on my cheeks.
If I look in the mirror I will see their streaks.
There is no way to make them stop,
These tiny tears drops.
poem by Ashley Reese
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