• I hate the taste of tears.
    So salty and dry.
    The experience I fear.
    At night when I cry.

    I hate the sound of tears.
    Hopeless sniffles and sobs.
    The pain too hard to bear.
    The memories are fogged.

    I hate the sight of tears.
    Red eyes and wet faces.
    Emotions are shared.
    Undiscovered places.

    & I hate all that's left.
    That runs with the mind.
    I hate the heart theft.
    Leaving nothing behind.