Waterfall Of Tears

Poem By Gabriella Franco

This is where
My fragile heart
Used to beat
All torn apart

But now just
Empty. on the left
Side of what
I suppose is my chest

Rip away
My doubts and fears
So I don't drown
In a flood of tears
But sometimes
That waterfall of tears
Can wash away
All my fears

Heartless. Cold.
That's what they call me
Not entirely true.
I'm numb and I'm free

And I thought
That I was strong
But it turns out
I thought wrong


Rip away
My doubts and fears
So I don't drown
In a flood of tears
But sometimes
That waterfall of tears
Can wash away
All my fears

X marks the spot
Of the exact place
That shouldnt be found
I gotta save face

Save me
Please
I beg you
I beg me

Rip away
My doubts and fears
So I don't drown
In a flood of tears
But sometimes
That waterfall of tears
Can wash away
All my fears

I need you to say
It'll be alright
I dont know if
I can make it another night

I'm crying
You can see
I'm crying 'cuz
I can hear your heart beat

Rip away
My doubts and fears
So I don't drown
In a flood of tears
But sometimes
That waterfall of tears
Can wash away
All my fears

Comments about Waterfall Of Tears

'Rip away My doubts and fears So I don't drown In a flood of tears' This reminds me of a rhyme that i wrote a few years ago except you put it in different context, mine was a little more on the vicious side of things 'You don't really wanna start this You harmless, i'm heartless I flood the lions den so they end up in a shark pit' The meaning behind these words is any ones guess I have my own meaning


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