Tears' Traverse

In shadows cast by sorrow's rain,

A river flows, a sea of pain.

A teardrop falls, a silent plea,

A bridge I build to set me free.

Cry a river, let emotions swell,

In the ebb and flow, my story tell.

A bridge of strength, with each tear shed,

To navigate the waters where emotions tread.

In the river's current, I find my way,

Through the darkest night, to a brighter day.

Build a bridge of hope, with hands and heart,

From the fragments of a world torn apart.

Beneath the moon's soft, healing light,

I weave my bridge in the still of night.

Each plank of courage, each nail of strife,

Forms a passage to reclaim my life.

The river's whispers, a haunting song,

But with resilience, I grow strong.

Cry a river, let the echoes fade,

As I traverse the bridge that I have made.

Gentle winds, the scars may mend,

On the bridge of healing, my spirit ascend.

A testament to strength, a journey's art,

From the river's depths to a brand-new start.

So, cry a river, embrace the pain,

Build a bridge, your soul to gain.

Get over it, the echoes wane,

In the dance of healing, rise again.