Not talked out

I hate the feeling when you know you're going to cry.

Your lips quiver, your heart pounds , your eyes sting,your face clenches up 

and then the tears start to fall..

you can't stop them,no matter how hard you try.

and its not little tears that slide down your cheeks,

its big tears that make ur eyes red, ur face tear-stained and your body heave.

you can't stop the tears, and as you lie on ur bed alone,

you think of what could you have possibly done to stop the pain .

Stop the suffering.

Stop this, stop what you're going through

But there's nothing you can do,

nothing anyone can say

Its the kind of tears and pain that you need to be cried out, not talked out.

Time please move fast .

Im wanna go far away .