Sadness lies in the sight of their morose faces,
by the wrinkles around their eyes.
The frowns on their foreheads tell a story of a broken heart.
The emphasis is placed on their upside down wrinkly lines,
they carry with them around their mouths.
They've lacked the energy to smile,
for a very long time.
These are weeping men,
who are young,
yet,
their escalating pain has aged them in time.
It's as if they await for death to arrive any day,
the way they stare at the sky,
and wait,
and wait,
and wait for death to come.
They've lost the will to dream,
for all their dreams have ceased.
They've tried so many times to adopt another mans life,
put on a visage in hope to find happiness and true love,
and in their failure to accomplish their goals of finding love,
you can tell
they've given up ,
by the way they carry themselves,
with their unused smiles and broken hearts,
The weeping men cry
and cry,
and cry,
till death do them part.