your tears are like raindrops
your eyelids are like dams
when theres too much pressure
you collapse, BAM!
when you blink them away
that creates a stream
a flowing river, down your face
and then, they beam
they fall down silently
you too, make no sound
not a sniffle or even a cough
you dont want to be found
your voice is barely a whisper
youre all out of breath
so you switch to thinking
“its time for my death”