Tears

Turn my tears into crimson roses,
with you soft kiss upon my cheek.
Don't leave me, to face this world alone.
Tell me this is a cruel joke!

Pick up you're phone,
And tell me that this isn't real.
That they're wrong,
tell me that we'll get our "Happily ever after".
Tell me that this nothing more than
a bad dream, case of mistaken identity,
just tell me it's not you.

....IT IS YOU!
IT IS REAL!
IT'S NOT A JOKE, OR
A BAD DREAM!
I AM ALONE ONCE AGAIN!
YOU ARE DEAD!......

My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach,
only to be regurgitated.
The tears fill my eyes.
My legs fill weak,
the dirt beneath me turns to mud,
from my tears.
My tears, my tear are what sting.
Anytime I'd cry in front of you,
you would kiss my cheek softly,
then wipe them away.

But now,
You are not hear to wipe away,
my Tears.