Salt water

Glossy eyes often make an appearance when I am around unfamiliar faces, for the thoughts I fear most linger in my mind at any time. I try to force my eyes to stay dry for I do not want the burden of sympathy to weigh on my shoulders and the solemn look of these unknown entities to shadow me. I wait until I am alone, not a soul in sight to release these waves of emotion that take over my mind, but my eyes are tired and wounded, they do not want to feel the sting of salt water slowly filling up until they are drowning and leaking down my cheeks and despondent face, so I hold these waves back and wait for better days to come.