…mixes with my tears….
as the wetness rolls down my face…
the ache in my heart…
radiating outward
the pain has no place to go…
it swirls around inside me…
hoping…one day…
to be replaced..
with what…
I do not know
the “what if”
the “but why”
will never be answered
we are here
points of light
gathered together into a shape
that makes sense to those looking at us
a spiritual being
having a human moment…
in the rain…
the sorrow of knowing
that free will
comes in all shades
and we…
can only be…
in charge of ourselves.
may one day…
all will see
our spiritual selves…
those points of light…
and sorrow will be
no more.