Tears

Just a poem I wrote when i was depressed.

Tears

They form in one’s eye.
They live out a story on one’s cheek.
They take a proud death on one’s lips.
They live a life of emotion.
They let out the feelings some are afraid to express.
They are a sign of pain, hurt feelings.
But also of happiness and joy.
Tears.
They are the substances that makes us human.
Tears.
They are the stories of our souls.
And with being shed,
They release our feelings
And they