Tears running down her face she faces a world of pain,
Tears are her only mate so she doesn't try to refrain.
Tears are no weakness & they wisper to her words of courage.
Let them be your guards and your solace.
When her eyes are swarming and her vision gets hazy,
It is then when envising the inner souls gets easy.
Every tear drop that runs down her cheek tells us a new story,
Each one more & more darker and all written painfully.
Each tear is a promise that was broken and forgotten,
Each a lick of fire that forges her pain into armour & weapon.
Wearing that armour she faces the world full of hurt,
And cries herself to sleep while tears mend her heart.