Tears of Return
For some reason
whatever reasons
and there could be many,
I find tears upon
my cheeks,
worn in weary returns
of devastation
to so many.
I saved some
for the poetry read today,
losses spilt in bloods ink
passages of everyday chapters
heartbreak,
old stories that renew
in made over remakes
fools, one and all.
Have a few more
for those who didn't get out
or chose to stay
when that bitch blew in,
wrecking more than life
itself
forging I fear,
the greater depression
that looms in cloud cover
waiting, just waiting
to lead us
in new eras of sin,
that may never wash away.
Did I say they fall
too easy today?
They do
and they also fall
for you.
I read between the lines
saw where you finished the book,
also saw where you folded the
first page of the second chapter
the one you keep going back too,
hoping somehow the ending will
change,
probably won't happen
but sometimes it nice to
relive the memories
as long as there aren't
too many torn pages
in-between
the fall at the end.
Here
share a tear
I have many,
especially today
for whatever reason,
and there could be many...