Poem

Tears

What starts off as soft tears suddenly turns into waterfalls upon waterfalls of tears streaming down children’s faces longing for the day that they are finally free from their torture some lose hope while for others hope is what keeps them alive girls and boys younger and older skinny and plump taller and shorter faster and slower stronger and weaker they are all different children suffering the same from sexual to physical to emotional to neglect each child wishes for the day to come when the torture will cease because when the torture ceases so will their tears and the children will be allowed to be children running free screaming not out of fear but out of pure pleasure the children will go to bed early not to escape the pain but because they are so tired the children laughing and not because they are told to but because they actually have enjoyable laughable funny moments the children will smile not to prove that they are fine to those who are curious but because they have something to smile about they are finally free free of tears