Words fail me.
When the tears come and I stare at them
Dropping thick and fast
Like the morning dew off the flower petals
My tongue ties up and my heart bleeds
For you.

I need you to know.
That it would be okay.
That death must come.
One day, you'd understand.
Dry your tears.
God is in control.

Cry to Him. Shout at Him.
Ask Him why. Vent your frustration.
Empty your pain.

Cry. Cry and cry.
It's okay to cry.

Because as I sit here typing this
I see you cry.
I see the floodgates of your soul
Emptying its grief into the ocean
From the deltas of your tear ducts

I see the tears with my mind's eye.
It ties my tongue, I don't know why.

But, when I finally find the words
I hope you'd know
That my heart bled for you.
My heart bleeds for you.
But my tongue was tied.
My heart ties my tongue.
I don't know why.