CRY

When all seems lost,
nothing goes right.
When the hand of fate
seems to douse all light.
When darkening clouds
consume your sky.
When all that is good
seems to pass you by.
When you're tired of life
and you need some
respite, some relief.
Then, let the tears come
When friends turn,
and there's no comfort.
When hope seems lost,
and your heart seems to hurt.
When the world seems
to be eternally dark.
When the poisoned arrow
seems to find its mark.
When it hurts so bad,
you just want to be numb,
to be lost, faraway.
Then, let the tears come.