"The Source Of Tears"

I laid down in bed, placed my head against the pillow. 
A tear dropped from the inner corner of my eye and streamed across the bridge of my nose. 
And like most streams, it turned into a river. 
A river of tears. 

I don' know why I cried, or how it came to be. 
I just know that I was sad and needed to. 

I'm sure it has to do with the sound of steps walking away, 
Or the pieces of my heart that have been stolen. 
Scared by the silence that fills my room, 
and that time is neither enemy nor friend, but just is. 

I know that today will be new, 
and perhaps no source of tears shall fall into a river. 
I am tired, but I'm not weak. 
Tears fall because I'm strong. 
They make me real. 


- MBV, *Shelby