Crying

Crying
My heart and soul is slowly dying, My eyes always seem like they are crying.
Everyone that I ever loved is gone so far away, I just want them to come back to me I pray.
Inside I feel so torn apart and so very alone, I wish everyday my heart would turn to stone.
crying that is what my eyes shall always do, My tears they will ease the pain a little too.
But at every single day that goes by, My heart, my eyes and my soul they will cry.
  Jen Lemay