Crying all alone,

when no one is around.

Sobbing from deep inside,

yet not making any sound.

Crying for the past,

and all the pain I had.

Tears streaming down my face,

remembering all the bad.

Crying for the present,

and all the fears within.

Trying to make it stop.

But not knowing where to begin.

Crying for the future,

afraid of what's in store.

Yearning to stop the hurting,

as teardrops fall even more.

Crying just to cleanse,

my soul, my mind and heart.

Not knowing where the sorrow ends,

and where the happiness starts.

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