The Tears That I Am Crying

I am crying tears of loneliness, frustration and contempt for a life that I know has not been too well spent; for time here on earth that was wasted and for naught; for battles that I waged in that never should be fought. I am crying tears of emptiness, pain and heartfelt sorrow for the guilt of yesterdays and the hopeless of tomorrows; for taking away much more than I ever gave away; for putting off forever those things I could do today. I am crying tears of destitute, isolation and chagrin for the ending of a good life that never did begin; for taking for granted the advantages of my youth; for letting my ego distort the moral truth. I should have cried for my fellow man and the injustices I saw, Instead of seeking my fortune and turning a blind eye to it all; I should have long ago found causes for which to shed these tears, Instead of saving them for self-disgust in my autumn years.