The only time
I will offer tears to my soul
When I will see a coffin.
I will not offer tears
To my abandoned battered body
Left in my own bloodbath.
I will not offer tears
To the memories
Of a dead love.
I will not offer tears
To any scam named happiness
To let tears become frost
And bite me in the winter
For spring must end.
I will not offer tears
To any shapeless deceit.
I will not offer tears
To some relative hypothetical concept.
I will not offer tears
To a new muse.
I will offer tears
When I will shield myself
Keep the doors locked
And dissect the layers
Of my lifelong deposited pain.
One by one
Tears will wash away the stain.
Nobody will know
What happens when the doors are closed
Just the way
Nobody will know
What happens when they abandon you.
No bruises ,no cuts,no burns
Will be known.
No public execution will nappen
To the sinner.
Those who were abandoned
Will shine in their glory.
Sunshine will slip through
The cracks of scar,
Drench you
In Strength
In dignity
In stacks of honour.