These Tears

These tears taste different
Their not sweet and salty
Like the ones before,
But instead cold and dull.

These tears for my past
My wretched memories.
Tears for my family
And everything we’ve gone through.
Tears for my brothers
Whose blood I’ve seen
Spilt on the floor.

*yeah, it's short. I don\'t really like the way it turned out, but I couldnt think of anything else to add to it or to change it*