After the Tears

You know there are those happy days,
when flowers laugh and rainbows raise,
like dreams that don't make sense in any mind.

She said, while she was covering
that pretty ring she got from him.
I forced a smile and whispered one more lie.

In my dreams I'd visit her,
drown her, burn her, vanish her.
I haven't shade a tear until this day.

Returning from my wicked act
I ran into a foreign friend,
his chest still dripping from his lame excuse.

It was the way it came around;
infinity consumed my pride.
In doubt there ain't no struggle to refuse.

In my dreams I'd visit him,
remind him and inspire him.
I haven't shade a tear until this day.

A myth! I say.
A myth! I cry.
Is all our love supposed to die?

I killed his love to get my own.
Possessing me he went to go.
I had a shot to see the fields
of butterflies and naked heels.

Alone now I walk, spitting on my meals.
All alone I walk without a home.

I hadn't shade a tear until...

today