Only my own fingers touch my lips

Sky weeps
Steady dreams floating down
Crashing against glass
Bleeding into gutters
Tears fall from gods seeing into hearts gone silent
Slow yet terminal
Audible pop
Hitting concrete
So tiny the sting
So slight
What distance traveled to die on my skin
What did you hope to be
Before you fell
Thank you
Thank you
I have none left
Thank you for turning the world
Into my heart