Glittering waterfall of your sadness
Engulfs me till I can’t breath.
Your hands are directed at me,
But I can’t pull you up.
I can’t see the tears,
But I can feel them moving me further away.
I’m losing the touch,
Brain storage is getting empty;
Only a weak bell echo is left wandering
Around the corridors of my memory.
Pull me up. I don’t want to drown
In the sadness that isn’t mine.