salty discharge. emotional orgasm. they make me red and embarrass me. I hate tears.
jeanna
It slide down my face following the contours embedding in the wrinkles,like a badge to all who see me.
Cathy Bruegger
Tear down my sleeve, a hoodie in fact. Or am I getting it wrong. Is that the kind the runs down my cheeks… oh, what’s the difference anyway!? It’s funny, really, how easily I tear. Water corrupts me, I rip, you can cut me… What ever, dearest, I’m still the same old me… I don’t need tape, I just live in pieces, until someone tries to put me back together again… It’s no use, really. I’ve always been happier living among the people who don’t think I need fixing.
Founder
I’ll tear you a new one.
danno
it rolled down. And I knew that drop by drop time would drain from me until dryness took over and happiness settled.
issa
a tear is form of salty water. it comes from the eyes. the tears come when a person is crying and when there is irritation in the eyes. the crying helps a person lighten the weight of daily life.
ujjawala
the tear streamed down her face and she could not stop its constant flow. she could not summon the energy to even lift her hand to wipe it away. and she didn’t really want to. she wanted the world to see how much she missed him, and the tear showed that.
colleen madagascar
it falls down the cheek and rolls off my chin and into my lap. my lap becomes a tide pool. shallow. is that what I have become? A deeper thinking must be acquired. A fuller meaning, a stronger presense. So tired of the tears and the wanting. I need a tissue.
megan moulton
Tears keep my cheeks so smooth. Their saltiness cleanses my lashes and land on my lips. A feeling of relief washes over with each fresh stream. These little rivers are reflections of my life,
Nicole H.
Tears of joy are overrated and so rare that they ought to have another name for them. I’d much rather mop my cheeks with tears shed in the knowledge that I fucked up maybe.
Matt Monahan
If I fear the tear then my life will fall into the ocean to bring forth a new age of solace. Will I be one with my inner self and feelings, no nor will I umderstand what they mean and stand for but I will know this.
Babba O'Reilly
I am wet i go with the flow down your eye cheeck and neck but then i disappear but i always come back because i am wet
Espinio
I cry with the one tear that falls. I dont need anymore because this one tear calls. Upon my emotion upon heart. I dont want to bear this pain again. Because this is my last tear. I cant cry no more. I cant cry no more
Tony L West Jr.
It rolls down her face and she wonders why. Of all the times to be crying why now? It’s not as if she needs him and it’s not as if she cares. Yet, she cries and cries and cries. She wishes things weren’t changing, she wishes he wouldn’t leave. But more importantly she wishes she wouldn’t cry about him.
Callie Angle
cry……water….end….luck….end.
jelena gajic
In my heart
a hole
never ending
never sweet
hit the streets and tear a hole into the sun.
Rich Nuss
The soul, a wreathed place that pulls and tears at the blunders of the world, informed only with its senses; flawed at best. But we still go on no matter the number of wounds we have….
Wi nd-lilies
my heart out
as the beats break out.
Sadaelu Ryan
The only thing that i have ever felt as a true emotion. When that single object slides down my face I am lost in its simplicity and raw pain. I wish i could cry more often so that i could be more in touch with myself, unlike how i am now. Tears bring out me.
Camille Phillips
tear drops fell harder than the autumn rain. makeup smears across her face as she tries to muffle the sobs. she doesnt want them to hear. she doesnt want them to think of her as weak.
isabelle b
heartbreak anxiety lonliness in a liquid form swell and fall in rivulets down her face
how many have fallen, how many times has she swiped them away?
joy, hope held deep inside made real
anger.
Laurie Fields
One tear, long and glistening, trailed slowly down her check. Her crying was noiseless, but painful all the same. All that she had held in for so long felt as though it was about to be released. More tears followed, until her face was awash with them. She felt a sense of relief, she had held it together for so long now, but she couldn’t keep up the face of happiness she showed to the world.
Olanna
last night was the fourth of July and i listened to NPR. They played an old radio show called “an American is Born.” at one point a young immigrant mother describes what it means to be born an American. it made me cry for the first time in a long time.
Ian Bowman-Henderson
A tear in the fabric burned from the tear that you caused pain tears, tearing, torn.
Amaranth
A tear trickled down his cheek. I had never seen him cry before. I had to tear myself away from him, show him that I was strong enough not to cry. But when it came down to it, I wasn’t.
monkeychacha
gravity pulls them down the puddles make a sound you can hear my heart pound…i’m crying. all of my fears are expressed through these tears, console me?
Vincent Metrano
God. Don’t let the tears come now. It’s just what she said. Just one person, it didn’t mean anything. You’ll find him. You know you will. They’ve all told you that you would. But…but what if she’s the only one telling you the truth? What if the others are just telling you what you want to hear? What do you do then? I guess it’s all up to you in the end, no matter how many people you ask.
Rosalee
I could feel the tears pricking my eyes and my face felt like it was going to split, but I couldn’t stop laughing. Just the sight of the three kids hamming up a storm had completely brightened my mood.
Dario Silverton
lacrima una bella cosa che pu
DJ eGo
A tear slowly fell as she leaned over his cold, unmoving body. “Tommy!,” she cried. “I can’t live without you! boofucking hoo!.”
masterKim
A tear in the eye is a tear in the sooul.
GCB
Forget tearing me apart
Just for a second
Forget trying to hurt me
Just for a second
Take a look at yourself
You’ve honestly got better things to do
And
Not only are you tearing me apart
You’re tearing apart yourself
Slowly
You’re tearing yourself apart
isuck
Wipe that tear honey, i know what’ll help. Perfection will help and perfection’s what’s making you cry. Put your tender soles on the cucumber grass and breathe it in you’ll be okay. Easier said than done but i believe.
New Word?
sadness or rage missing
blank pages
the seam or the water never enough words
sand
They came out when I was angry and confused. You yelled at me and I was upset. I didn’t want to yell back, but I did. And then I couldn’t stop the tears. Does that prove that I’m sorry? I am.
LilBit
Good lord, Teer or Tare? A tear is a rip, a tear is a drop, both are unfortunate. Much like the word I’ve been given. That is all!
K. Murray
lloro porque no entiendo lo que me esta diciendo o insinuando, lloro porque me trata de amar y no puede, lloro porque no se que pensar de el, lloro porque lo quiero y se que no deberia, lloro porque es muy importante para mi y no puedo alejarme de el porque me duele, todo esto guarda mi lagrima escondida
anai
We had spent all day together, and all night before, and all day before that, and then i remembered that regardless of how many more days like this there would be, it would be over in a matter of weeks.
crybaby
Do we tear or do we tear? A drop of rain falling down my cheek looks like a tear. And the tears that really fall, they tear me up inside. Every time I’m sad or lonely, the tears come. And the rain. And I don’t know if I’ll ever be repaired.
Danielle Philippi
I saw a tear come down your cheek as I said my goodye’s, and couldn’t help noticing the small tear in my heart.
salty discharge. emotional orgasm. they make me red and embarrass me. I hate tears.
It slide down my face following the contours embedding in the wrinkles,like a badge to all who see me.
Tear down my sleeve, a hoodie in fact. Or am I getting it wrong. Is that the kind the runs down my cheeks… oh, what’s the difference anyway!? It’s funny, really, how easily I tear. Water corrupts me, I rip, you can cut me… What ever, dearest, I’m still the same old me… I don’t need tape, I just live in pieces, until someone tries to put me back together again… It’s no use, really. I’ve always been happier living among the people who don’t think I need fixing.
I’ll tear you a new one.
it rolled down. And I knew that drop by drop time would drain from me until dryness took over and happiness settled.
a tear is form of salty water. it comes from the eyes. the tears come when a person is crying and when there is irritation in the eyes. the crying helps a person lighten the weight of daily life.
the tear streamed down her face and she could not stop its constant flow. she could not summon the energy to even lift her hand to wipe it away. and she didn’t really want to. she wanted the world to see how much she missed him, and the tear showed that.
it falls down the cheek and rolls off my chin and into my lap. my lap becomes a tide pool. shallow. is that what I have become? A deeper thinking must be acquired. A fuller meaning, a stronger presense. So tired of the tears and the wanting. I need a tissue.
Tears keep my cheeks so smooth. Their saltiness cleanses my lashes and land on my lips. A feeling of relief washes over with each fresh stream. These little rivers are reflections of my life,
Tears of joy are overrated and so rare that they ought to have another name for them. I’d much rather mop my cheeks with tears shed in the knowledge that I fucked up maybe.
If I fear the tear then my life will fall into the ocean to bring forth a new age of solace. Will I be one with my inner self and feelings, no nor will I umderstand what they mean and stand for but I will know this.
I am wet i go with the flow down your eye cheeck and neck but then i disappear but i always come back because i am wet
I cry with the one tear that falls. I dont need anymore because this one tear calls. Upon my emotion upon heart. I dont want to bear this pain again. Because this is my last tear. I cant cry no more. I cant cry no more
It rolls down her face and she wonders why. Of all the times to be crying why now? It’s not as if she needs him and it’s not as if she cares. Yet, she cries and cries and cries. She wishes things weren’t changing, she wishes he wouldn’t leave. But more importantly she wishes she wouldn’t cry about him.
cry……water….end….luck….end.
In my heart
a hole
never ending
never sweet
hit the streets and tear a hole into the sun.
The soul, a wreathed place that pulls and tears at the blunders of the world, informed only with its senses; flawed at best. But we still go on no matter the number of wounds we have….
my heart out
as the beats break out.
The only thing that i have ever felt as a true emotion. When that single object slides down my face I am lost in its simplicity and raw pain. I wish i could cry more often so that i could be more in touch with myself, unlike how i am now. Tears bring out me.
tear drops fell harder than the autumn rain. makeup smears across her face as she tries to muffle the sobs. she doesnt want them to hear. she doesnt want them to think of her as weak.
heartbreak anxiety lonliness in a liquid form swell and fall in rivulets down her face
how many have fallen, how many times has she swiped them away?
joy, hope held deep inside made real
anger.
One tear, long and glistening, trailed slowly down her check. Her crying was noiseless, but painful all the same. All that she had held in for so long felt as though it was about to be released. More tears followed, until her face was awash with them. She felt a sense of relief, she had held it together for so long now, but she couldn’t keep up the face of happiness she showed to the world.
last night was the fourth of July and i listened to NPR. They played an old radio show called “an American is Born.” at one point a young immigrant mother describes what it means to be born an American. it made me cry for the first time in a long time.
A tear in the fabric burned from the tear that you caused pain tears, tearing, torn.
A tear trickled down his cheek. I had never seen him cry before. I had to tear myself away from him, show him that I was strong enough not to cry. But when it came down to it, I wasn’t.
gravity pulls them down the puddles make a sound you can hear my heart pound…i’m crying. all of my fears are expressed through these tears, console me?
God. Don’t let the tears come now. It’s just what she said. Just one person, it didn’t mean anything. You’ll find him. You know you will. They’ve all told you that you would. But…but what if she’s the only one telling you the truth? What if the others are just telling you what you want to hear? What do you do then? I guess it’s all up to you in the end, no matter how many people you ask.
I could feel the tears pricking my eyes and my face felt like it was going to split, but I couldn’t stop laughing. Just the sight of the three kids hamming up a storm had completely brightened my mood.
lacrima una bella cosa che pu
A tear slowly fell as she leaned over his cold, unmoving body. “Tommy!,” she cried. “I can’t live without you! boofucking hoo!.”
A tear in the eye is a tear in the sooul.
Forget tearing me apart
Just for a second
Forget trying to hurt me
Just for a second
Take a look at yourself
You’ve honestly got better things to do
And
Not only are you tearing me apart
You’re tearing apart yourself
Slowly
You’re tearing yourself apart
Wipe that tear honey, i know what’ll help. Perfection will help and perfection’s what’s making you cry. Put your tender soles on the cucumber grass and breathe it in you’ll be okay. Easier said than done but i believe.
sadness or rage missing
blank pages
the seam or the water never enough words
They came out when I was angry and confused. You yelled at me and I was upset. I didn’t want to yell back, but I did. And then I couldn’t stop the tears. Does that prove that I’m sorry? I am.
Good lord, Teer or Tare? A tear is a rip, a tear is a drop, both are unfortunate. Much like the word I’ve been given. That is all!
lloro porque no entiendo lo que me esta diciendo o insinuando, lloro porque me trata de amar y no puede, lloro porque no se que pensar de el, lloro porque lo quiero y se que no deberia, lloro porque es muy importante para mi y no puedo alejarme de el porque me duele, todo esto guarda mi lagrima escondida
We had spent all day together, and all night before, and all day before that, and then i remembered that regardless of how many more days like this there would be, it would be over in a matter of weeks.
Do we tear or do we tear? A drop of rain falling down my cheek looks like a tear. And the tears that really fall, they tear me up inside. Every time I’m sad or lonely, the tears come. And the rain. And I don’t know if I’ll ever be repaired.
I saw a tear come down your cheek as I said my goodye’s, and couldn’t help noticing the small tear in my heart.