Poetry: Watery Eyes

Watery eyes

When I arise from the bed,
I soon will see the dead,
I cannot help but rub them eyes,
Like yesterday today no skies,
I cannot look at you,
You keep me on my four,
I do not want you to lean for a kiss,
I have exhausted my excuse,
I have not brushed my teeth,
Under this terrified breath,
I have not recovered from the nights cry,
I cannot even if I try,
Warm water make my eyes tear up,
However, it all goes back to my cup,
A cold bath eases the pain,
You make my eyes watery again.
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