Tears Part Two! ! Poem by Michelle Guza

the hurtful things haunt this sore girl once agein,
i know when i stand from the dark cold floor the room will spin,
as i wipe my eyes i cant beleave what had been,
in the night the tears came streaming down my sofened face at a slow and steady pace,
now morrning, my toughts of last night will race threw my tiered mind,
till my wonderios hands will find the page once wet with the splash of the plunging tears,
rub off the ink on my arm left from the ink,
for when i passed out there on the floor the words were wet,
i pick up my still dizy body off to find the note i had been reading...........
washed out from my tears and rinckeled from when i was asleep,
i made out the letters,
im am on the floor reading this note when i remember what i had been so upset over,
it was all the thngs that i had wanted so bad that i got and then had pushed them away,
farther and farther from my mind but never from my heart,
once agien i get lost in my thought,
and i still wonder why i ever had fought,
i feel a tickel on my cheek,
a warm but wet feeling,
and then there on that very note that started it all i saw all the tears come falling on the washed out rinckled note! !