Drops of rain

Falling soft as gentle rain crystal drops of endless pain.
Though not uncommon they may seem. They Represent
lost hopes and dreams. They tell a story from the start,fragile pieces of my heart torn from it everytime I cried because another dream had died.
A silent river, on my face
each time one fall it is replaced,
you cannot hear their silent plea,
That sadness is what gets them free.
Until my eyes are closed in sleep,
And I have prayed on my soul to keep,
If you look close enough you'll see,
The truth is,....That these tears are me.