For It
Fell from
Your eye
like an icicle,
Breaking upon
the ground.
For Overwhelming
Sorrowful emotions
You can't control,
For Runs
Too deep
Bottomless.
For You're
Trying to maintain
Your composure,
For It's impossible,
For You
Can't stop
overthinking scenarios.
Though,
God says,
Dear child,
For You
Must remain calm.
For Your
Broken Teardrop,
I'll reform.
