My Fault

My vision blurred,
nothing made sense, 
my tears flowed
soaking your hello,
my heart broke to see you in such pain
my fault, my fault,
such anguish in vain.
It rains, my life drained
what is the point?
if not for you
life would not be worth it
an angel with rainsoaked eyes
my fault, my fault,
that you are in such pain
so it rains,
rains from your eyes

(c) Glen Harris
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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