From time to time
I question my decision
wonder if the choice
I made was worth
the tears I've been crying
constantly reminded
by the melodic
drip
drip
drop
of my tears as they hit the page
smearing the ink of my words
I often wonder if
they see through
the jokes and smiles
the facade of happiness
to the resounding
dull aching of my heart
mimicking the
drip
drip
drop
of the tears that escape
my eyes
is the constant numbness
witness that a brash choice
has forever tainted
a once loving and peaceful heart
or is that constant
drip
drip
drop
a healing song
from my eyes to my ears
to remind my heart
we've made it through
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