Tears
We say things sometimes
that are not really meant to sting
but strike one down in a second
of displeasure.
Paranoia causes us to sire words-
of agony that cause globes of animosities
to breathe within.
So when I say things to misuse your faith
I am acting out of jealousy and not
from lack of trust.
These tears I cry-
are not for what could have been
but from what was.
I insult the covenant of respect
and sometimes express-
not what is from my heart
but what comes from rivalry.
These tears are not for the season we had
but the space that will come after us.
