Tear (part 1) Tear Salt in my mouth Water on my cheeks Hand to my chest Body turned away Hair swinging forward Eyes asking why Tears rolling down my face The tears from your tear The tear you tore in me Salt in my wounds Vulnerability ripped wide open Words like knives ripping deep Flat lines of lips Face wiped clean Hands clenched by sides Body shaking, shaking Hair whipping sharply Eyes iron-cold No tears falling now No tears from your tear The tear you tore in me No broken pain White hot anger in its place Scorching flames, just contained