Perhaps I cried before I wrote this Perhaps the tears are fresh upon My face, flushed with tragedy This pain is unreal
I have seen My closest friend Bring a hand up Right before my eyes And swallow her demise In the form of pills And yes, I cried
I remember the car crash That left me unscathed While four other bodies Smoldered in wreckage And I cried
I tumbled through six months Institutionalized on suicide watch And my only friend disappeared And I cried every day
I watched a little boy Jump from a shoal near the riverbank And miss his step He was underwater for fifty six minutes His name was Elijah And I cried for him
I heard the gunshot That took the life of my cousin And downstairs Was a horror scene And I cried
But this... ...this pain The knee-buckling strike Of losing the only calm Ever to see this storm Leaves me screaming Head pounding Eyes closed And where warmth Used to lay next to me Lies but a cold shadow of a memory One that mocks me for my mistakes