Staying up through the night, <br />mirror in hand, <br />eyes red and swollen, <br />nose all runny, <br />watching the tears, <br />roll down my cheeks. <br /> <br />It's the only thing, <br />that gives me comfort, <br />wipping them off, <br />with hand and sleeve, <br />watching the tears, <br />roll down my cheeks. <br /> <br />Blurry and wet, <br />the reflection becomes, <br />while the solution starts, <br />to become clearer and clearer, <br />watching the tears, <br />roll down my cheeks. <br /> <br />Falling asleep, <br />tired and stressed, <br />the dreams make, <br />the tears slow, <br />no more tears, <br />roll down my cheeks. <br /> ~Gini O'Quinn<br /><br />Gini OQuinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/watching-the-tears-roll-down-my-cheeks/
