Final Tears

The last of the water must fall this day, a cleansing pool to wash away the shame. Years of endless disrespect but I'm the blame for teaching you to treat me this way. My heart I gave until it was all gone and I forgot to keep a piece for me. We both (you and I) were too busy loving you that no one loved me back. I tolerated the pain praying one day it would go away. Holding onto the hope that you'd do better someday. Not once did I stop to realize that I could do better. I stayed and I prayed, I prayed and I stayed until you walked out; viewing my love as weak. The tears you caused sickened you, to selfish to see that I mourned for you. I said I Do til death did us part, not realizing that you killed us from the start. My final tears I cry as a healing, just as the rain restores the dry grass, changing it from brown to green. These tears I cry are to save me before you became the death of me. I wail outloud the ugly cry knowing God is restoring me as I exhale deeply pushing out the poison, inhaling fresh new life. I had to cry this final time closing the coffin on who I use to be.