Another Tear Poem by Daniel Martin1976

If there ever was a time.
If it was ever mine.
Stolen from me like a brutal crime.
I see my world as i had done.
I fear that the end has begun.
My world has been so gray.
The days all meshed together like a single rain drop dancing its way down in a fierce rainstorm.
No up or downs, no left or rights, and sadly no turn arounds.
Stuck in a blur of a penitence given like a gift, but accepted with tears.
All consuming weight pricks the color in my life. I feel like dropping and just want to die.
I don't want to cry.
I ask 'My love why? '