If I cannot weep
I will not sleep
If I cannot feel
I will not heal

Today,
a cloud has weeped for me,
she poured her tears upon my
face and washed my wounds

People call the
sky’s tears as rain,
but my tears are salty
and dripping with pain

Some may try to find what they seek,
Never gained so they weep,
Tears of sorrow,
Tears of joy they weep,
Never to find the mystery,
And when they die,
They still cannot find the mystery,
Never looking with there eyes,
They continue to weep.

Death will arrive tonight.
To claim the broken body that lays still.
Death will travel through the streets.
And when it reaches the door, it’ll gently knock.

Death will glance in the tub,
And see it’s reflection in between the blood streams.
And perhaps, death will slip on the blood that once flowed from the body’s wrist to the hardwood floor.
And perhaps, death will cradle the body as it weeps for all the strong ones that came before.

These hiatus burgeons daily.
The air parches constantly.
The music we heard together is no more music.
The bread we broke together tastes
No more than bread.
All desolate, for your beauty died.
I saw your hands hold the glass
Waggled my heart stir with desideratum
A requisition I lost at the sight of your
Beauty that died.

The time has come,
we're on the other side,
around and around we're
back at one

The beginning has come,
the untold, unknown
hand in hand we're
never going down

The end has come,
the clock's ticking around
we're waiting,
waiting for the sun to go down.

Don’t weep at my grave...
  Am not there, at the grave....
      But there, with the love and care,
         who made me brave.

Am not there, in the shining stars...
  But will shine there,
      in the caring hearts.

Am there, with the challenges
  and unconditional love...
    As I never, allowed
        to give up while alive.

Don’t let your tears roll down..
As I ever, will be
    in the thousand smiles.

Don’t weep at my grave...
Am always there,
    as an inspiring wave.