Drops of tears Desolately clinging To the eyelashes Holds the melancholy Befallen tragedy Oozing from the soul Reflecting the inner world Waiting for those hands To wipe them away Before it deluges The whole world
Why do we cling to the questions that bear no answer? Why do we push away the one's we care for? Why do we live free, but die slaves? Why is this life, not enough? Why am I not enough?
