Promising tears.

Promising tears.

Why punish your tears

when wounds are yet to heal,

when life is yet to feel,

it's purpose to survive.

With a bleeding heart,

you search for your savior,

with a prayer of faith,

holding your hand,

promising you a wish,

to love again.

Why punish your tears,

while your heart still bleeds,

with agony of its stolen beats.

Which once made you feel loved,

which once made you feel alive.

A thought in you,

yet holds your grief,

Giving you a belief ,

a lie, by a broken mind.

Let them free,

your injured soul.

Let it breathe,

and fill you with comfort;

that once death offered,

but hope came up with a promise,

kept from you,

by your blinding belief.

Open you eyes,

and see yourself,

outlive

your beautiful dreams.