Don't Cry

Tears; just scar tissue
strayed when bleeding

I've felt the cold winter hue
brissle against my skin

Yet I remain awake
and still breathing

Remember I graced this earth
To cower in no mans reflection

And as we cry together
humming the same old tunes

We are not physical beings but spirits
who will always cherish each others affections

I am strong but I deny its resolve
when I'm lying naked in this bed

In this life I have always tried
and that is my salvation

This spirit refuses to evaporate
or roll dead

Darling, if I wake
in a land of fairytale

Away from the grit of life
consciousness and of desire

Take heed in all I fought for
and stride forward where I failed