it's getting harder to wake
up each morning ..

the rush he once felt ,
the adrenaline he once had
to keep going ,
it was fading quickly .

the light that once took
residence in his eyes ,
it flickered and struggled to
remain with its vibrancy

->

his heart heavy with the
inner burdens it held ,
shoulders dragging under
the weight of its malice ..

he laid awake all night ,
counting teardrops that
collected and fell from
eyes that had seen too
much .

he misses them sometimes ,
they still talk to him in
faint whispers ->

<- it's a cruel and
unspeakable punishment
for the sins he never
repented for , the lives he
took without nary a
thought behind it .

screaming will never sound
the same again .

for as he weeps ,
nobody will ever mourn
him .