tears tear
tears they come slowly and sometimes i dont know from where they tear me up and they tear me inside out, too. all the in side comes out. all i try to hide, pain so raw i tell it in stories, just to get it out, then have to backtrack my steps to what i was talking about, to tell my friends what really needs to come… cuz the tale tears me more than the tears. tears they ache sharply on the body of my wounds within nothing you can see nothing that can be told as Real nothing visible you say? cant see air but it’s there so when these tears tear me or the tears bring me to tears and i spend my life “trying to numb the pain” and i have no idea when they will arrive cuz the chaos of my life never lays off. it’s always there. my whole life swirls madly around my art clouding the truth in my heart which soaks up sorrows everywhere everywhere everywhere in my world everything happens at one time not like on prime time where some friends have time to react to two guys and a girl living in a new york or a world with no black people in it and this is just one more thing that makes me cry a black girls tears sing a black girls song any one ANYONE? please sing songs of women who never got to be girls first who