I see a world filled with bitterness and sorrow.
Rivers of tears that glisten like pearls
Its hard to vision a better tommorow.
Agony always pouring down like rain.
People dying from the stress and the strain.
Violent crimes that cant be contained.
People trying to get past their tattooed pains.
The tears keep falling like the Niagara falls.
Its no longer a river but an ocean that stalls.
They try to find a way to live again and ball.
Hoping to find solace in Gods answered call.
I too have struggled for many years.
My suicidal thoughts poured
into silent tears.
But now that im older
and grew past the despair.
In this world which grows colder
I no longer cry rivers of tearz.
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