All I Do

All I do

is

cry

and

cry. 

Was it always 

this

Way?

Can I even

recall

a happier day?  

Were there ever

happy days? 

Is this

just a frightening faze? 

No. 

I almost 

do not

believe so. 

This was the past

And

this will be the way

I go. 

Most surely

this

is so. 

Dark days

of

Everlasting

Woe.  

Crying

And

Crying

is 

all there will

ever be. 

Just you 

wait

and 

see. 

Tormenting tomorrows. 

Full of horrible horrors

that

will surely

bring the death 

of me.