A tear of sorrow
from weary sky
pools in the void
built upon a lie
this foreign entity
causing ripples great
hurting those closest
determined all by fate

The hatred now brewing
a storm of emotion
corruptions deepening
by this zealous devotion
thundering the feelings
sharing of a memory
of one was true
this person’s story

And what is the point
why are we all here
why must we feel
do you want me tear?
but am no sky
i am exhausted much
all i have left
is naught to touch