It comes at night when no one is watching.
It comes so soft, that it barely has a feeling.
When it comes, your heart is at ease.
And the only thing that is on your mind, is
Now the agony can finally.
Leave
As you gaze into the emptiness that fills the air.
A Droplet tends to fall.
While your memory races back to the time
When you thought you had it all.
You try to hold in what is deeply within your soul.
But the burning is so intense; that you just
Can't help but to let it go.
During the night a stain is made.
And at the same time all your pain is able to fade.
The only true feeling that you feel, is the wetness of
A drop that is left by a single tear.
