I stand inside a world of sorrow,
Where everyone is crying,
From the youngest child to the oldest man,
With each creating a river of tears that is truly never ending.
The world is filled with the sound of sobs,
Which echo through time itself.
And all I do is stand and watch as the river flows to an ocean of despair.
While I stand listening to the sobs and moans of the miserable people,
My eyes begin to water with the same salty tears that soon begin to flow.
It begins to run like the others joining the river that flows beneath me.
I slowly begin to hear the sound of sobbing but closer then before,
There is shortness in my breath as the sound becomes louder,
And now I can see nothing but water that flows from my eyes.
What has caused this world to cry and why does it continue?
Those who were once optimistic now lie near the river,
And release the never-ending sorrow that rest inside their souls.
Why must everyone suffer so in such a world where pain is never-ending?
Can't one finally be happy and end this never-ending pain?
Or can I only imagine that one is happy and put myself in more sorrow.
Just living my days from now till death, crying a never-ending river of sorrow
