These Tears Poem by Mishack O Madubandlela

These tears drop... heavier than the raindrops
I try my best to keep them from reaching the floor
because then everyone would hear my cry so loud

I take a glass and throw it against a wall and expect it to bounce back like a tennis ball
Yet, the only thing that gets back to me are are the shards of glass
They stick into my eyes

These tears drop... heavier than the raindrops
As I look down and only see the floor slowly changing to red
And the walls say 'you really are slow, we are already red' to the floor.
I want to cry, I want to scream, I want to break another glass but..

Unfortunately, I can't
Not after realizing what I'd just done
I look again on the wall where I threw my glass...
I realize that there never was a glass
There was only you, my love

These tears fall... even harder
Now, each drop is like a boulder landing on my shoulders
All this mess just because I couldn't grip it by the handle
I couldn't swing it to my pocket like a hammer
Now, all I have is regret
Regret I'll never forget
because of my anger

These tears are for you, my love
Although, they feel really meaningless now as I caused this
I never meant to hurt you
I'll forever be sorry...