The Color of Tears

I awoke this morning from a long, sleepless night
Realizing that my dreams had been right.

I had been crying, you see.

Crying, crying.
Crying and dying.
Trying to stop crying.
And crying, crying, crying.

The first time I’d cried, my tears had been blue.
Blue from constantly thinking of you.

The next time I cried, my tears were dark red.
Red for the blood that my broken heart shed.

I tried to stop crying, and my tears turned to black,
Black for the tears that I’ll never get back.

And finally I cried tears of ash grey,
Grey for the tears that stole me away.

Now I have learned what I already knew.
Funny how lies proved to be true.
I was stupid, I was dumb, I was foolish and young,
I cry for that now, but not over you.