Tears Are For the Dead

Acid tears that run down my cheeks like a snail on salty sidewalk Eating through my skin Burning off layer after layer of innocense Dripping down my neck onto my heart Searing through flesh and consuming my soul My tears are hungry for heartache and that's all I am Within minutes I go from little more than human to nothing but a hollowed corpse Souless and alone in the wake of this tragedy I consider this a blessing Freedom. I can only feel ashamed It's my fault I released them, those blissful tears of destruction I let them free My tears are the death of me