These tears they fall from my face,
Not holding on to that once,
Warm sweet embrace.
As they burn my face,
Flowing so fluently so fast,
These are memories of the past.
These tears are not forgotten,
Nor remain a memory,
Once spoken of but still remains.
These tears,
Have flown so rapidly,
Over all these years.
Depression fills my eyes,
But to you all,
Its really no surprise.
These screaming tears,
No laughter involved,
Pain through my years.
Each tear has a reason,
For and why god,
Created all this teasin'.
Tears keep falling,
My voice keeps screaming,
My eyes keep wondering,
My heart races,
My thoughts continue,
My body trembles,
With fear and doubt,
What are these tears about?...?
