Tears

My tears I hold back

For so long,

I have thought of these fears

Nobody ever listens,

Wishes strangled by silence

Gets to you sooner or later

If I had the chance,

even though it’s everything I’ve known

I would escape….

Nothing here

Counting the tears,

Reflecting the years,

All so wasted.

There r so many places 2 escape to. Just a few–the beach, ocean, a really great book or magazine, to a hotel for a work weekend, to a job, to school, to a church, to a park bench, to Coney Island or to the Hamptons, to 200 Pennsylvania Avenue lol, to a temple, to Caesars Bay, to Bridgewater mall, to the MALL OF AMERICA,wow, barnes & nobles, etc. ===A===