Tears in heaven

I have a hope to carry on,

even if tommorow stop.

The storm has come;

i did won

but that was just before my fall.

My hope has come short.

I wish i could dress my hut.

I am in jail,

my tears wears

but don’t tell it to them.

My destiny i thought i could embrace;

even where i from i thought i could chased again,

but don’t cry for me;

i have already cried it.

The death sentence is real.

Nothing have i done to deserve this.

My grave have i been shown,

it’s more than six feet;

but my eyes still won’t believe it.