Thanks to the fog ahead,
I can fool you into thinking
that those tears you see,
are just mist.
It's okay to cry,
in the fog,
or when it rains.
It's okay to cry,
in a warm embrace.
Yet, I will fool you all.
I shall never cry,
out in the open.
Never.
To let you know
that my winter-heart
has thawed beyond measure,
makes me weaker.
I shall have tears welling up,
but I'll call it mist.
Just like morning dew,
I shall fool you.
I beseech you all,
to be the fool for once.
Maybe it makes me stronger.- Landlocked Sailor
14 JUL 2017 AT 22:17