Cried a Thousand Tears

by DecemberPaintedWings

Chris' life had such an unfair amount of pain and destruction. Gordie thinks that maybe it is better this way. But damn if it doesn't hurt too much to be better. *Rated T for death and drama* *Gordie's POV*

Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me and this is only loosely based on the movie and short story by Stephen King. This poem is mainly for Chris and his tragic life. Oh and I submitted this originally under the penname NewFace. I do not go by that name anymore. Enjoy! :)

Cried A Thousand Tears

Your hopes were that of a boy in a cruel world

Eyes of yours had yet to see the pain stretched wide

An optimism so fragile and threaded

The heaven's hands held a cold, salty riptide

Though you grew older you stayed the same

Youth never grows tired

Never does change

But in the lines around your eyes

A story was told

Of how a real man cries

Because you cried a thousand tears

For stories that you heard

Your heart had a voice that spoke volumes

Without a single word

The green of innocence does fade

While the gold of a soul barely stays

Time passes long in the hours of day

One day you woke again

With your life gone away

Soaking words in with a dry conscience, going up

Showing those who look your complete yet empty cup

Tree-houses and pretend soldiers from when your world began

A boy masquerading in the skin of a man

Was it worth the faith you gave, to honor the world

Because once more, a thousand tears were cried

The day that faith died.