Cry

The cold rain drips from his eyes

The last whisper of her words

He can't work out why

He did something but knows not of what

He cries...

Tears stream and fall...

How could he hurt them?

Why are they so hurt?

Will he ever understand?

He cant't

He has no grasp of emotion

Lost all to the wind

But sadness remains

Dispair

Pain

Loneliness

Hate

Anger

Belittlement

He has problems with pressure

His life is fuelled by peace

No both are non existant

Death seems like a door

A release from the crush of life

He won't have it

He'll take his punishment

But for now, he cries...