When the tears come
I cannot name a reason
Except for the crime I committed
For existing, which is treason.

I ponder as I weep
Into the gleaming night
On cracks I must’ve slipped through
With the end nowhere in sight.

Exhaustion of the heart,
Drag me to it depths
Each new fall from grace
Made with willing steps.

The oceans waves rage above
As I sink to the numb
Current carry me to tears
Among the ever growing thrum.

At the bottom lies despair
Hardly that which I escape
And soon enough shall I sink
Allow my life to fall out of shape.