In the shadows where light flickers,

Secrets buzz too loud to ignore,

I haul around words like bricks,

A storm churns, breath held tight.

Tears splash on dry pavement,

Each one a jagged whisper, raw and sharp,

In their fall, I find pieces of me,

A shout of grit, a jolt of fear.

The mirror shows a face half-known,

In those eyes, a war that never ends,

Peaks that spike, lows that plummet,

A pendulum swinging too wild to hold.

A heart drumming out of sync,

In chaos, I stumble, find my steps,

Thoughts hopping like toads on wet rocks,

Too slippery, too fast to catch.

World dragging through syrup,

Everyone’s words lagging behind,

My mind races, finishes their sentences,

Frustration simmers, boiling inside.

Tears aren't signs of falling apart,

But streams carving their own paths,

Slicing through pain, raw and fierce,

In their flow, I find my ground.

Each drop, a stark, naked truth,

Marks of battles fought, scars worn,

In every tear, the journey unfolds,

Not a soft moon, but a raw, burning light.

Let them fall, these liquid threads,

In their flow, I find my footing,

Through the darkest nights and twisted dreams,

My tears light up the way ahead.

In this wild, frenetic mind,

I learn to bend, to crack, to heal,

Through every tear, a path revealed,

In every stumble, the strength to breathe.

Tears fall, quenching the fire,

Pressure in my chest releases,

Emotions crash, then flow free,

Each tear a lifeline, a breath, a heartbeat.