Can You Spare a Teardrop

I cried for so long, so many nights, and now no more tears can drop, I'm all out, do you have some to spare, cause you know once I start, I can't stop. I go on for days with a heavy heart, no tears fall, though inside I'm crying, I feel empty, hollow, dark inside, a soul dead, and still is dying. Can I fill a bucket from your well, the sun came out, dried up my rain, I'll take them carefully, try not to spill, cause I've got a need to ease the pain. That feeling of washing away the sorrow, with trickling tear-water, clear and cool, soothes the soul, relaxes the ache, can I dive right into your swimming pool? I need to pour out your flowing brook, to keep me crying a river for today, I want to hold despair in my hands, please let this melancholy feeling stay. Out of Water contest placed 14th