The Tears Poem by Mereia Namatua

As silent as death was I
When I get to that cave it seems that I have lost my mind
My aura and sense seem to leave me
For I am only alive because of those creeping things

Day in and out the cave glows and suddenly becomes dim
There is one person around who is there to care for me
I wanted to be freed off this disease
That plagued me causing time to stand still

Early in the morning I tried imagining myself in the snow
That covers my whole body and my clothes, it’s soaked
When in reality there is a pool of tears
From my eyes for the disease I fear

Will this breath be my last?
That’s the question I always ask
God I have had enough
Take me home for this journey is way too rough