Loss

"Why cry?" you said,
how about waking up
to find all your hopes are dead,
playing the same nightmare
within your head,
to find that
the dreadful silence is your only friend.

Hang me on the doors of heaven
and say he paid for his sins,
let my name be forgotten
inside all the lies you tell,
but wait for when my tears dry out,
you will feel the wrath of the devil you built.