Months passes and years flew by like a light year.

But a year has passed with no light

trapped in a cave where my sorrows dwells.

 With no motives to move; no motives to live.

Tears, tears and more tears.

Tears, tears and more tears.

I’m getting weaker from the dehydration

of releasing these tears leaving me dehydrated.

But like a sponge my skin sucks the same tears

from the puddle that has created.

From each eye socket a system of a waterfall is created.

Waterfalls that symbolize how I still love you.

Waterfalls that show that my heart can’t take any more lies.

Waterfalls that symbolize how I wanted to give you all of my love.

Waterfalls that show my broken heart for being in love.

Someone please, come dry my eyes from these waterfalls.