Good to Cry

 

Sometimes it’s good to cry

For the past that happened

And the future yet to come 

Sometimes it’s good to cry 

About things in the past 

And what could be tomorrow. 

Have you ever mourned

A loved one

Laying in an urn or casket

It burns your soul

Way Beyond recognition. 

He was the grounding

In my elastic life

Then gone done

Goodbye 

We cry because we weren’t worthy

And he’s dust

In his wanted resting place. 

Sometimes it’s good to cry

For the past that happened

And the future yet to come 

Sometimes it’s good to cry 

About things in the past 

And what could be tomorrow. 

What is emotion. 

Is it done?

Can I ask someone who’s greater 

What is your goal 

Emotional destruction. 

She’s my very soul

The wind within my sail

Once I cry

Goodbye

Only she is worthy of this 

Now she’s gone

I don’t know what to do now

Sometimes it’s good to cry

For the past that happened

And the future yet to come 

Sometimes it’s good to cry 

About things in the past 

And what could be tomorrow. 

How to be

How to adult

To be a man

I’m an orphan 

Left In this life alone. 

I forsake it all

All the secrets 

All the truths

Let me be me for once 

I’ll sit In silence and listen

Sometimes it’s good to cry

For the past that happened

And the future yet to come 

Sometimes it’s good to cry 

About things in the past 

And what could be tomorrow.