Teardrops

teardrops flow from my eyes
like rain falls from the sky
should i just crawl up into a ball and let the pain have me?
and watch time pass me by?

they say teardrops are gifts from the gods,
words that the heart can not express,
but as the pain eats away at my broken heart
i believe it a little less.

teardrops form a puddle on the ground
i'll drown in them for sure!
but in the mean time i shall just sit here
and watch the teardrops pour.