Daily word prompt
My face is one screwed up mess.
Tears do crash upon my cheeks
Tears fall as my world crumbles
My life will be in. . .
Can all emotion settle in,
or my face has a tempermental sentiment
in which temporary insanity gets me.
Then why am i always like this if it is temporarily
and yes it does,
fluctuate every hour on any given day that turns and wind into a week.
Yes it is
has to be melancholic device i call,
That all of it is,
and will always be.