Tears In A Bottle

The times that I've cried, you were always there
Collecting my tears in a bottle
To show me how much you care
You said that your word would not fall to the ground
Your promises would never return to you void
So there you are, collecting my tears in a bottle
All the past and the present pains
Mixed with the promises of future days
Being filled with an unspeakable joy

The tears from a clown may be a moving sight to see
But the tears from my eyes only reflect the pain inside of me
All of these years you've collected my tears
Sifting through my joys, my pains, and my fears

What have I ever done that was so wrong
That I deserved this type of punishment
When the very salt from the tears in my eyes
Become my main source of nourishment

I've cried for so long that I've drained all my strength
If you ever find that I'm not able to write again
In order for you to translate what my heart meant
There's a message written through an inkwell of tears
Bottled up in the prayers that my spirit has sent

John L. Donelson
Prodigal Son Productions
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