Two Glass Tears

Dripping from my eyes like rain drops from the skytoo timid and shy to fight or try.Too painful to reminisce what each tear paystoo easy to forget what the last one says.Too weak to elicit what the first one spoke,too fixed to ponder why it was revoked. My heart breaking with my veins pumping blood to my heart,my soul aching while tearing it apart.My breath taking it's last breath,my lungs paying their final respects.My legs shaking at the thought of their leave,my knees trembling at the fall they receive, Bent over my bed praying to disappear,not stay, come back, suspend or reappear.Not cry til'  my eys can no longer crynot squeeze them of every drop unitl they bleed and dry.Not sit and wonder what could have been,not mourn the regret of my every sin.