Death in Tears

A tear falls and I wipe it not from my cheek. It mirrors my soul. These demons inside want to consume me, yet somehow I manage to hold them back. But no more. A deluge of rain upon my soul. No harmonious sleep. Each dream I’m chased, swallowed in a haze of sorrow and anger. Swirling, crying, drowning now in my own feelings. No more peace. No more shelter. Life’s trials to bleeding heart to peaceful rest in deep, dark slumber. Here I rest, and rest forever more.