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Series of Goodbyes(2): Capture Tear
The tear that falls.
The tear no one holds.
The tear no one catches.
The tear that seems to be wasted into aches.
The tear that has never been down alone.
The tear that has so many friends of its kind,
Stuck in time.
A moment where everything falls downward so fast.
I need to catch my breath.
I'm stuck in a mess.
Can't help but feel bad with a dash of happiness becoming less.
My neutral world is not parallel.
The balance fading.. Stuck inside the tear , I can no longer breathe.
How can a tear possibly carry me?
All my life I've carried so many hidden and shown tears that only I mostly see.
But not once has a tear carried me.
It's not possible. Since that tear is so small an ineffective drop nonexistent in sea,
I am suffocating
I might be hallucinating
I am inside that tear
Because that tear became the thing that controls me ; it's clear
But it is unfair
Leaving me inside a mare
How does it dare
Leave me with no air
Maybe I have to see the bigger picture
Towards the shadow i hope to understand and grasp inside the mixture
That ray of light i saw when I wished you were with me for you are "everywhere i am", may be my way out
No more reason to shout
For things to clear up the route
Let the habits fade
And the bubble I am in become weighed
By my courage to trade
A working end towards that tear that is somehow still staid
For it is it that carried me in my darkest days.