Writing Tears [E]

[Retribution]

[SIZE=1]Yeah, another poem about ... me. I guess it's getting old now, but whatever. Just make sure you comment on one of the three. Thanks.

[b]Tears[/b]

Rising up, welling, flooding
And the dam of self-resolve failing
I had something to say that mattered
But all I could articulate was a mutter.
Waves of emotion wanted to gush forth
into visibility
But I had to be strong
metaphysically
It wasn't the first time I'd felt that

Bitter-cold wind within.

I fought back the one million tears
Condensed them into spheres of perseverance
That kept me fighting for the past million years
And I finally lost, and a tear made it's first appearance.[/SIZE]