Tears

A poem once again as I'm trying to show my feelings.

Wet, cold, damp, depressed

all hope is lost, nothing left but regret

The other lives may be blessed

the only thing left for you is debt

In debt to your feelings

It's only you and the walls

you still have god and your dealings

and your list of unanswered calls

The clouds form in eyes

Your head now hangs low

the precipitation is not from the skies

Only emerging as your cries

Author's Note

A heart felt poem written by me.