Unshed tears
Tears inevitably come.
They will fall.
If you must cry, let your tears flow freely without restraint.
No holding back.
Tears inevitably come.
They will fall.
If you must cry, let your tears flow freely without restraint.
No holding back.
He holds his fears close to his chest like treasures, almost.
And prays.
He believes if he pretends long enough, time will eventually devour them.
A spectral figure – a man apart.
His weary dreams, nourished with tears, hang by a thread,
as his faith grows disillusioned with disappointment.