Your mom visits every morning, at the same time, like clockwork. Maybe it’s convenience— the graveyard just so happens to be ten minutes from her house, five minutes from the grocery store. Or maybe, she just wants to talk to you. She never brings flowers; she can’t stand the idea of replacing them. So she brings only herself, and her tears. Oh, how she cries at your grave. If someone did the math, she’s shed more tears over you than anything else.

Your sister never leaves her car. She has two kids— a niece and nephew you’ve never met, but they know your name; they know you. Sometimes she drives to your grave during her lunch break, or at midnight when she can’t sleep. She sits there, engine running, telling herself this time, this time she’ll get out, this time she’ll say something. But she never does. She doesn’t bring flowers either, just her tears. Oh, how she cries at your grave.

Your brother visits when he can. He doesn’t believe in death. He still calls your number, sure you’ll pick up. He still sees things that remind him of you, still buys extra food on Sundays— remember when you ate together?— and forces himself to eat it all. If you asked him, he’d say you’re still alive. Then he’d remember the funeral, and he’d visit you. He never brings flowers, but he brings his tears. Oh, how he cries at your grave.

Your dad doesn’t know you’re dead. No one told him, and he never bothered to ask. He’s noticed the phone’s been quieter, and he has a few extra dollars at the end of the week. He considers that a good thing. He never visits your grave, so of course he never brought flowers. And of course, he hasn’t cried. But in his dreams, he sees himself weeping over a grave without a name. He thinks it’s yours, but he likes not knowing.

These tears at your grave, do you hear them? They’re louder than any sound you’ll ever know.

slowly a fog descends over the view like a mist spreading over the morning dew then the sky goes black as it cries and screams and the crystal spheres stream the sky was upset about something down below something no one will ever know yet through its tears grows a clarity that despite the pain earth will live to make the sky cry once again

Through a watery smile, Asks me if I can stay for a while. There is no time to stop and rest my feet When life is a game of hide and seek.

My mind’s eye is caked in debris. You may find my dignity living amongst the trees. Despite the tears over the years, And weathering many storms alone, Love is still nothing to fear.

And if you’ve found the one you can’t live without, I wish for lifelong happiness to seep into the marrow of your bones.

I cannot help to cry In times of joy In times of sorrow In times of pain

But mostly I cry from exhaustion When the day has been too much When the words just cut too deep I cant stop the tears from falling

The tears reminde me I’m alive

Isn’t it crazy, The people we least expect to come along, Turn out to be the most important?

Isn’t it crazy, How feelings of fear and doubt can be silenced, And only by one person?

Isn’t it crazy, How time can move so quickly or so slow When you’re with or away from them?

Isn’t it crazy, How they go from just “someone” to your everything in minutes?

Isn’t it crazy, How time just flies while you’re with them, And before you know it’s been 6 months?

Isn’t it crazy, How you downplay it too be a “little crush” And now you’re hopelessly in love?

Isn’t it crazy, You’re whole life you’ve saved your first kiss, And you knew this person was the reason?

Isn’t it crazy, This feeling used to be just a dream or a wish, And now it’s reality?

Isn’t it crazy, How you’ve gone your whole life losing, And now you’ve really won?

Isn’t it crazy, You’ve been used and hurt and broken not by him, But he’s the one fixing you up?

Isn’t it crazy, Weeks before meeting him you had given up, You’d quit on this and now you’re so in love?

Isn’t it crazy, How quickly dark can be turned to dawn, You swore it was midnight but now there’s the sun?

Isn’t it crazy, How now when you shed tears, It’s not because he’s breaking you but instead is breaking fears?

And isn’t it crazy, How you don’t have to be afraid, Cause this boy isn’t going anwwhere any day?

And isn’t it crazy, You finally found your safe place, In someone you didn’t realize really knew your name?

Lastly, isn’t it crazy, How he always puts you first? Had to feel being treated right to realize how much you had been hurt.

A silent language of salt and sorrow, I yearn for brighter tomorrows.

They say it gets better in time, But I’ve lost count of the days since I’ve seen the sun shine.

Pieces of me pressed into each drop; I cried and I begged, “Oh God, Please make it stop.”

Long overdue, this act of atonement— Tears falling into an ocean of forgotten moments.

My tears telling truths of voices I fear, I found myself drowning, lost in this sea, Tears heavy, and my sorrow too deep.

Transparent messages slowly dripping from my cheeks, Days flood quickly weeks. I thought I could fix it, But my eyes still leak.

With each drop, With every sob, Something in my heart dies— The evidence clear in the trickle from my eyes.

As the showers of grief begin to clear, Spring flowers press through, Beautiful and new. No more gasps for air; At last I can finally breathe.

I am a glass of water filled to the brim With blue water Not empty within Once looked at for sustenance Now waiting for you To pour me into your heart Shaped by your thoughts and memories Held by your soul I am tears And I am no longer cold Trembling like ripples Beneath the surface My love for you is powerful You deserve all of its worthiness

Tears I hate it when you drop tears You telling me about last year I don’t wanna say I don’t care about the past but I don’t But I who am I to talk All my best songs have someone from my past involved I’m throwing shade with a little bit of salt Yeah I know you’re right I’m wrong Everything’s all my fault right? Our relationship is on the fault line This is where we stop talking right Now you’re crying staying up all night Just to tell me in morning that you’re fine I don’t know if I’ll make it out this time but that’s all right

Put ur hand on my chest Tell me that it’s ok And I’ll handle the rest You’ll be happy someday You’ll get rest put ur hand on my chest And I’ll handle the rest

Talk to me everyday That’s a sunny day Even when it’s stormy You make the clouds go away If I say something then I meant it it it You know that I struggle with addiction You know that you’re my number one addiction That I’ll never get rid of

Daddy, daddy. People say all the time, “I get it, I get it.” But until they have lost their father or a parent they don’t understand the pain it brings along with it.

The loss is so empty, oh so hollow, I miss you you so bad it hurts. But daddy I understand, I really do. To set me free you had to be set free also.

It sucks, it really hurts pa, I am so sorry I really am. But I just know. I know and I believe daddy, you see you taught me to believe. You taught me the power of the mind. You did it all. I’ll miss you daddy, I really will and my heart will still have the place in my heart that’s especially made for you.

Maybe I’ll get a tattoo for you? I remember the times we had dad, you thought I wasn’t listening but I was. You saved me, but I saved you too. I love you pa, always and forever. I can see you in my mind, waving your hand as you always did.

Daddy, daddy. I hope your car is treating you well and the cats aren’t giving you too much trouble. Daddy, daddy - I see what I need to do, I’ll make you so proud, you’ll be brimming with tears from heaven. Please know you’re forgiven, I spent too many years holding a grudge against you but it isn’t time for this now. I want to remember the special times I got to spend with you in my garage, we would have the tunes loud and I’d be singing loud and free. I need to remember your advice, you just want me to be happy and I will be pa, it’ll be time soon to make you proud. But first pa, I have to make you proud, I got this I really do.

Daddy, daddy - no more tears from heaven, I got this daddy, I want to make you proud and that’s what I’ll be doing.

I am free, the cage will no longer cage me. The lamb will rise, but will not follow like sheep. Luna became uncaged. The tears of sadness are soon to go, I promise you’ll be proud of me. I remember, I remember.

There only one person you can rely on There’s only one person who is always with you Always being patient with you Through all of those hard ships Hard times Heart breaks Doubting yourself Through out all of those long nights Crying your little heart away One thing has stayed And that was you

So Be a little kinder to yourself It will get easier And it will get better Because you have you