Your Tears Are Beautiful

You stare into the flickering tv light.
The images mean nothing in your eyes they
are just a distraction from your thoughts.
Your lying there staring at them, watching
them fly by as if they never existed.
Tears soak the pillow at your side, the tears
you could never cry.


Losing control is all you ever desired, but the
time and opportunity was never given to you.
You always just wanted them to at least believe
you were okay even when you knew you weren't.
Most days you would much rather sink into your
loneliness then let them know you hurt.


Because you loved them with a passion so much
different from any other. You wanted them to just
believe they were the reason you were happy. Even
though you weren't, and you didn't have the heart
to tell them. Or the heart to say it wasn't their
fault that you were this way.

You didn't have the strength to tell them it was
something more, something deeper. The loneliness
buried for so long. Now there stands a door a door
you want to open, someone stands on the other side.
Will they come in? Will they care for you? Your
dying to live you lonely soul. I see you, won't you
let me in?


Your life comes back to the present, to that tv
screen that tear soaked pillow, of those
tears..you never tried to cry. Who ever knew
that tears could be so beautiful? Who ever knew
someone so lonely could be so peaceful.

You run your hands over your face wiping away the
evidence that your heart exists. No one must ever
know of this pain, because you want them to believe
your happy. So you'll hide it a little while longer.
I can see your invisible tears when your smiling.
And I wish I could just show you that...your tears
are beautiful.