Sadness

Sometimes
Tears seem dry
And clog
Like sand in your eyes
So the pain build up
Inside

Sometimes
Time heals no wounds
Yet only fresh blood
Fresh cuts
Make it feel
Alright

Sometimes
You die a little more
When you carry the weight
Of a smile
Of a fake
All night

Sometimes
It's better to cry
Than shed a tear
Though the sand cuts
Though lines on your arms
Run red

Sometimes
It's tough to believe
That He will wipe away
Every tear
When you can't
Find them yourself.