The sky is weeping, a silent cry,
As I watch the world pass me by,

Sitting alone in the dead of the night,
I hold my pen and start to write,

Trying to express how I feel,
Hoping that time would make things heal,

In my emotions I am drowned,
And to my sadness I am bound,

The silence screams where hope should be,
And in the void, my mind makes a plea,

A plea for happiness, for peace,
And for all the sadness to cease,

A plea for tender love and care,
To escape from all of this despair.
In the arms of those who truly care,
Exists love that is beautiful and rare,

Their laughter, like a gentle light,
Makes the world feel so bright,

Their smiles, and the way they shine,
Make the starts align,

Their conversations, filled with words so sweet,
Make my life feel complete,

Their presence makes my heart feel full,
And to them I'm forever grateful.