hold back those tears

there are moments, when i really feel like doing nothin but curling on my bed, hugging my adie, n let the tears flow...itz like a moment of cleansing the soul, then i would sit and write, as i'm doing right now


there are moments
when the tears eager to spill,
nothing is able to hold it back
but an icy cold heart
against the mind
racing with the physique
deciding what n how
to spend the nite
right now, the eyes are listening to the mind
letting the tears falling freely
cleansing the soul
cleansing the sorrow
cleansing whatever that needs the most attention
mist clouding the eyes
damn, i cant see properly, i cant think properly
coz suddenly the heart decided to waver
couldnt take on the toll anymore