Anika Simon


A Thousand Little Tears - Poem by Anika Simon

I sat there on that dark night
A thousand little tears rolled down my eyes
Each containing a different meaning
A different Pain
I feel them drip
Drip...Drip...Drip
Never ending
Never stoping
On Going
So many ways to describe its Continuism
Too many to count
All so little
so i round them off to a THOUSAND
A thousand little tears a thousand times to wipe

The clock on the door hits 10: 00
I sit
i wonder
i cry
Making sure no one hears me
I see my reflection
My thousand tears zooming down
Faster Faster Faster
I try To dry them
They blind my vision

You see
I have criend a thousand times
cried a thousand tears
All never ending
Tears always waiting
Waiting to zoom down
Waiting to show
Waiting to find themself at a border line of your life
The sad times
Its like a funeral
You have to be at that sad moment
And tears allways knocks on your door hitting you
With the bad news...

Never ending
Always there
And i've cried a thousand tears...A thousand times
Drip Drip Drip...Tears..A thousand tears..Athousand times

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 9, 2006



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