Tears Of Vulnerability
- Randi Stewart
- Apr 12
- 2 min read
In the quiet hours, where shadows blend,
I sat with my heart laid bare, my trusted friend.
I spoke of my fears, my dreams in the light,
Gave pieces of me, brought truth to the night.
With every word whispered, a fragile thread spun,
A tapestry woven of hope and of fun.
But trust, once bestowed, like petals can fall,
And the weight of betrayal, it shatters us all.
Those tears that cascade down my trembling cheek,
Are rivers of sorrow from a heart that’s so weak.
Each drop tells a story, a tale of the pain,
Of moments now tarnished, where love turned to rain.
I opened my soul, let you glimpse the inside,
Gave warmth to the cold, let you see, I confide.
Yet here in the echoes, where trust used to dwell,
Resides a sharp ache, a deep-seated well.
How could you unearth such a treasure, a gift?
And cast it aside, watch my spirit adrift?
The laughter we shared now feels distant, unclear,
As the silence grows heavy, and whispers are near.
These tears, they fall freely, a storm born of hurt,
Each glimmering droplet, a testament, dirt.
For I thought you were different, a shelter, a balm,
Yet now in this tempest, there’s no hint of calm.
You spoke the sweet words that danced on my tongue,
Promised the heavens, where our songs would be sung.
But promises shatter as glass on the floor,
And I’m left with the fragments, emotions hardcore.
So here I sit weeping, the world fades away,
As I gather the remnants of trust gone astray.
Embracing the sorrow, the depth of the loss,
A soul once so open now bears the cross.
But in this painful journey, I’ll find my way back,
Seize the shards of my spirit, reclaim what I lack.
For tears may be falling, but they won't define,
The strength that will rise from this heart that’s still mine.
Through the fog of the hurt, through the veil of the night,
I’ll learn to forgive, to seek out the light.
For though you have broken what I held so dear,
From the depths of my sorrow, I’ll rise without fear.
So let the tears flow, let them wash me anew,
Each droplet a lesson, each moment a clue.
For in this vast ocean of joy and of pain,
I’ll navigate wisely, I’ll dance in the rain.

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