man is nota bird

The sky is faint
There tears remain in me
The rain has stopped falling
The fading light
Walls barely white in me
The night has stopped calling
I will not lament with the sky
No longer feel night on the inside
Here in this room
No more a tomb
Thoughts of you conclude without ending
Caution will keep
Worries still speak
Fewer the leaves are descending
The lonely distance and time
The only tears willing outside
I will not lament with the sky
No longer feel night on the inside