No Tears Left

I have no tears left to weep, my dears my heart has turned to stone life is dreary and I am weary, weary, weary all my grief and fears I have thrown I am alone on this earthly place, my dears tormented by stormy cold reality oh, grief, I said be gone I surrender to my destiny folding, folding my wings, wings, wings and with my final gasp "beauty" I wish to see perhaps a falling red leaf just like me falling in the deep blackness a red leaf twirling into eternity _______________________ February 8, 2018 Poetry/Verse/No Tears Left Copyright Protected, 18-1213-310-01 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Submitted into the contest, Strand Special 2 sponsor, Brian Strand First Place