Teardrops

a thousand tears i cried
over the last few days
what was once a dry(gentle) riverbed
transformed into a wild river overnight
with each passing moment
and each passing hour
with the clock slowly ticking away
the tears just continue unabated
a thousand gallons of teardrop
gently caress the feet of those nearby
yet no one moved an inch
a teardrop a second
slowly squeezing the life out of me
slowly putting an end to this wretched existence
a river that was once dormant (gentle)
now surges on
inside me
a river of teardrops