Tears

Tears. It's as simple as that. It's the worst thing I've ever seen. Streaming down your own face as you stare into the mirror. Streaming doing the face of your friend whose father has just passed away. Welling in the eyes of a hungry child, sitting on the corner of some street. Streaming down the eyes of the hurt, broken, lonely, embarrassed, abandoned, disappointed, depressed, the sad. To know that reaching out and wiping them away will only temporarily fix the problem before more come. To see tears you can't fix. You can only console. To see their broken eyes through the teary wells.