Tears! ! Poem by Michelle Guza

turn my head,
wipe my cheeks,
when i feel the cold wetness of me tears plunging from my eyes,
my head tells myself to be strong but how can i be,
horrable things have torn up the inside of me,
the dampness of my eyes,
the cold streem running down my face,
in a quick steady pace,
the tears crash down off my face just to come down on the page,
filled up from all the words,
the words from the page smears,
thinking all that happened over the years,
has coused all these tears,
turn off the light only to hear the silence,
but i can hear the tears hitting to page,
the tears hit hard sounding like rain on the roof outside of my window,
tears make the ink from the words run so that now it is unreadable,
which might not be so bad for some of them are unspeekable,
the tears wont stop till next day,
but the reassion that coused them will stay,
the tears will fall agien from the hurt eyes of this tourchered soul! !