The Taste of Tears

Taste of Tears By Jwriter

I wonder if we tasted our own tears if we would remember...

We would remember the first time we cried...

Or the first time someone we loved hurt us...

We would taste our tears and remember the pain that was caused...

The time we lost loved ones...

The times we laughed so hard that we cried...

Maybe if we could taste tears and remember, maybe there would be more crying and less killing...

Maybe if we could taste the tears of the ones whose hearts we have broken, then maybe we wouldn't hurt them again....

If you could taste the sadness of the one you betrayed as they cry over the pain you caused them, or they ask how could you do that to them, then maybe you wouldn't have betrayed them...

Maybe if you could taste the tears of the loved ones who's loved one you took from them when you pulled the trigger, maybe you wouldn't have thrown death at them....were their tears salty....

If you tasted your own tears and remembered the pain he or she caused you, you could let them go and wouldn't keep taking them back, maybe you could let them go and learn to love yourself...

Maybe tears are salty because of the pain soaked into them or maybe tears shouldn't be tasted...

Oh the taste of tears, drenching hurt, quaking sadness....

Tears cried and Tears Tasted....

The Taste of Tears....the price is paid....

Tasted, Tasteless, Timeless, Tears.....

tears.......................................................................................................

1 comments:

ChinkyGirLMeL said...

Did you write this poem? it is very beautiful