Sometimes I sit here in my false comfort zone and cry
sometimes it's seemingly for no reason at all.
The tears just build up in my eyes
they keep coming till I can't see anymore
and then my emotions, thoughts, feelings
they just come streaming out of my bark-colored eyes
framed in thick black lashes.
It relieves me for a second
the mysterious emptiness returns, though,
the very moment my spontaneous tears end.
All I have to account for it then,
is a red face,
a stuffy nose, and an aching heart,
wishing some things were the same as before,
and hypocritically wishing some things I could alter forever.