Salty Face

Sometimes I cry,
Hot tears stream from my eyes,
Snot drops from my nose,
I shake,
I open my mouth,
Gasping for air,
Not a sound,
Not a whisper,
No one to tell,
Can’t find the words to say anyway.
My salty face.
My broken heart.
Heavy eyelids,
I fall into a deep slumber.
When I rise,
It happens all over again,
And again,
And again.

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