Ripped Pages

I cry every time a page rips...

The paper ripped
when I attempt to speak truthfully.
Tears came then.
I cannot tell you
how truly long I cried for.
Even blank pages
don't want to listen to me?
It's rare that
a simple page ever rips on me,
but when it happens,
I can hardly breathe normally
until I tape it back together.
Sigh...I guess I have to
settle within the reality
that pages aren't made of concrete
and that imagination
is just a silly place your mind goes
in order to recover a bit of freedom.