“I Hate it When I Cry” © 2022 Rebecca R. Pierce

I hate it when I cry.

Tears make my face feel
So dirty
The way they stain my skin
With too much truth.

There are parts of me leaking out
That I would rather remain hidden.
Naked shards of my soul
Slicing down the trail of my cheeks.

This is what losing face feels like.

*Author’s Note: I was going through some poetry in my folder when I stumbled upon this. Originally written back in May, I think?