Wet Tribute

[localwanderer]

And it's times like these
When I need a shoulder to cry on
Now more than anytime else.

Not because I'm upset or remotely sad
But because sometimes it's good to let it out
Because I have friends who hurt
And I have friends who are stressed
And because I've seen dreams die
And hopes fail
And promises broken
And my tears are for them.
Wet tributes to how hard life is
How lonely we all get
How upset stupid things make us.

And I pray that everything
That plagues my friends
Falls with the tears.