the way a tear feels

as it runs down my face

as i lay side ways

it rolls over the bridge

of my nose

warm comfort in the begining

cold pain in the end

tricking slowly

 down my face

 so calm so nice

 releif 

 yet i

Hate it

think of smearing it

across my face

with my dark black

makeup leaving a big  smudge

like a black eye

 just given

not yet swollen

but still stinging with pain

change my mind

decide to let it run

down my face a little longer

 feel it run

over my face

over every bump

as if it has a designated path

un-like me

its supposed to be there

i hate the feeling 

but i love it so much

 the way it touches me

gently

like i miss so much

as i realize

how it comforts me

 i get sick to my stomach and i smear the dark cold pool from my sad face