The tears came as I held the pen,
I don't want to do this,
I yelled in my head; then,
The mountains tumbled,
The rivers dried,
The flowers crumpled,
And I cried,
It hurts - much,
I don't want to do this,
But I have to,
Its been decades since I've been lost,
Maybe I want to,
Find myself again,
Pick up my pieces as it rains,
Because the tears came as I held the pen