I cry tears

That never make it to the ground

Into me they fell

Weightless acidity

They swallow my sensitivity

Filling my insides to the brim

They turn the air around me

Breathless

And absorb whatever time it is

Magnifying my numerous regrets

With clear and honest luminosity

Heaving over sobs like a xylophone

Accumulating into a desperate crowd

Like a churning sea pounding

Forever inside my expanding chest

But not once have the drops

Ever made it to the ground