Not Another Tear
A golden yellow painted the horizon that gave sight to the setting of the sun
The clouds seemed to melt onto themselves becoming one
Large bodies of mist, almost fog gave form to many things as the mind saw
Weary was the day as the last breeze swept the surface of the Earth's crust, good night it did call
From the inside of a vehicle into this painting of the sky he did stare
The mellow feeling he felt was almost perfect, as if the world was at peace
A small tear for such memory did his eyes release
A storm of memories began to thunder in his mind, oh if life was fair
And endless ocean was ahead, yet again more tears to his soul
His heart weakly began to speak
As his tears began to waterfall, all coming from the depths of his heart whole
All this weeping surely made his judgement weak
He walked down memory lane
With ever step taken forward he refelt all the passed pain
Memorys that dwelled in his being as a huge stain
Feelings all we so plain
Dark, for the sun was asleep
Dreams in the air walked around to seek a mind to torment
Nightmares they took shelter in the mind of the weak, all whom lived in lament
The walk to the top surely is very steep
With age comes wisdom, mistakes pave the path that we walk on to the next step
From the window he stared, blood shot eyes stared into the sky, oh he felt fear
As it was to pass with or without his consent, time did age into a year
A cloud flew over his shadow, it whispered not another tear
Copyright © Edward Orozco | Year Posted 2009
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