Rivers of tears run down my cheeks,
I taste the salty liquid upon my lips.
Forever falling and then colliding
To the hardness of the floor,
Splashing in the ready made
Puddle of broken dreams.
Through cloudy eyes, tears run dry.
I've emptied out my tomb.
Collapsed by exhaustion
Falling broke to the floor,
Laying in the residue of
Reluctant to leave this bed of tears,
I gather myself up from the floor.
Breathing release and then relief,
With things in perspective,
My mind free to reason,
At last I can finally rest.