Tears feel so useless sometimes. The only thing they are truly good for is to release emotion that has no other way to escape, but by turning into liquid and running down your face.

It doesn't matter how many tears you cry. It doesn't change a thing. It can't take back the words spoken that you didn't mean. It can't take back the stupid thing you did that you wish you could take back. It can't change anything. It can't change someone's mind. It can't bring someone back.
What's done is done. No tear cried can change it.

So then what's the purpose? Why don't they stop? Why does it feel like bullets being purged from my tiny tear ducts?

Useless. But still unrelenting.......