I cry.
I cry for me.
I cry for you;
Mainly because I don't wish to see you again,
...
An undisturbed vessel;
An unyielding charter,
...
A falling leaf,
A bit of lonely,
A small breeze embracing its spiral down.
...
Burn into my memory the memory of you,
...etch the memory of love and the things you wish for.
Of course I've been with lovers before..
...
Just the other night when you were here, in my bed;
The love we made…the tears we shed
Did you take me for your fool, was I your momentary puppet;
Pulling my strings…wanting me to speak your language, smile only for you..
...
I Cry
I cry.
I cry for me.
I cry for you;
Mainly because I don't wish to see you again,
If I saw you, I'd go the other way; and that's quite sad.
I cry for the present.
I cry for past loveless moments,
and all that you snatched away.
I cry for believing in you,
I cry.
I cry hating you for the letters you wrote,
I cry for the time you took to falsely perpetuate.
I cry for the energy I spent…
And now I cry because I'm so tired, now—
I cry.
I cry,
...and I cry like a child;
I weep sparingly because I am as an ancient well—empty and dry;
Dry and crying for
believing in an "us"...
I cry…and
I cry,
and you wanted me to believe in you;
believe in love again…
I cry.
I cry for that reason,
...and for that reason
I cry.