These tears,
In the dark.
Good reminders of our stoic defences.
Masks.
Facades that keep us flailing.
Nobody is unbeatable.
Not even me.
But,
Damned if I don’t try.
Howling winds.
Soothing,
Reminding me of a birthplace.
But that too,
Was fleeting.
Borrowed time,
Or world views.
Tears,
Nonetheless.