Write IN Verse

And the tears, They fall unbidden What do I do When it happens In the middle of lunch Or while crossing the street Or while standing in a queue When I know not why the tears fall What can I do about it all Does it mean I’m no longer dead inside? That the hurt within is healing? Or is my heart further breaking?

I sob and sob and sob. 'coz all your carefully constructed lies  have come crashing down Raining on me in torrents The tears flow down unchecked But it feels good to cry. What else have you given me other than tears To remember you by?