sitting alone, a moment of silence,
the icy tension: a cold compliance.
Tasting the bitterness of a salty tear,
will this, perhaps, drain away my fear?
Raindrops of sorrow, cold and blue,
I wish all of this were just not true.
A drop to a river, cold loneliness,
trapped in a world of utter helplessness.
Try to be strong, but just too weak,
comfort, always trying to seek.
Dont care about swallowing formaldehyde,
just wanting to commit suicide.
Day by day, the happiness is lost,
all of it comes along with a cost.
Rivers run into cascades of sorrow,
feel like there is no tomorrow.
Piece by piece, life stripped away,
all to see in the future is gray.
Held within a fierce Gods wrath,
choose not to follow this path.
Reduced to nothing, less than this.
Reduced to tears that have never been missed.