Tears of Death

These tears that fall
Are not my own
That something deep within me
Makes me feel so alone.

It’s eating me away
And forcing out these stranger’s tears
Consuming what I have left
And as I try to steer

Myself out of this hole
The tears keep falling
I cannot feel them anymore
I can only hear my brother calling

Waiting to be saved
Wanting to stay
But leaving too soon
I miss him everyday.

So whose tars are these?
Why are they here?
When will they stop?
It started with that single tear


It trickled down my face
It burned a path on its way
And reminded me of
What he will never say.

Where he will never go
What he will never feel
IF this is not a fantasy
Why doesn’t it feel real?

There should be cloudy skies
Mourning his departure
The rain should be pouring down
Wiping away his bright future

But instead
All that’s left
Are me and my tears.
My tears of death.