The Tears - A Poem

The Tears
by kk

The tears are wandering down my face
Moving slowly then running down.
Each stream moves at its own, individual pace.
Each line speaks it own, unique story.
The tears well up and overflow from a heart that is hurt.
They manifest a pain within so great it must come out.
Some burst forth fast with might and force
Some hold on then drop down.
While others are heavy and are full
And others don't make a sound.
These tears are my dearest friends at times
And sometimes they just interrupt, invade my life perplexed
Some tears hide out and hold on tight
They let me stuff them with fake cheer.
The tears kept flowing down my face
Moving even then rushing down.
Each stream has its own, individual pace.
Each line speaks it own, special story.