Tears In November Poem by William Wareing

Frantically searching
for reasons to be,
death dealing specters
deal death unto thee.

Caught dead in the water
by Fisherman's Warf,
drenched in injustice
November the fourth

'Shedevil! Witch! '
They cried to you prior,
in grave solemn voices
and eyes glazed in fire.

María, María
please come back to me;
I'll make it all better
abandon the sea.

Silent your answer
I bowed in the mist;
I cried out my soul
November the fifth.

I'll always remember
when we kissed in the rain,
that dreadful November
when I went insane.

I needed you here
without you, I'm lost;
With the hopelessness rising
my heart turned to frost.

I cried all alone
hoping this could be fixed,
but I knew you were gone
November the sixth.

I lost my will
to live and continue;
My weakness grew stronger
to the very last sinew.

So I decided to go
to Fisherman's Warf;
I packed up our things
and headed up north.

I made up my mind
to meet you in Heaven;
I took my own life
November the seventh.