Sob story
Tears
Medicinal to soul
But over my waterfalls
I hold no control
My tears are few
And they are far between
I crave the ocean
Blue-green aquamarine
Pouring down my cheeks
I just wish my eyes
Would give in
And leak
I want to hurt so deeply
That I'm left weeping forever
It seems
That as of now
I don't cry
Ever
I hope for death to drown me in my tears
I hope to sob for the rest of my years