As a tear falls from my eye,
It crashes to the earth.
I stare at it.
Watching as the Earth soaks it up and takes my pain with it.
I thank it.
Odd as it may seem, the Earth, she cares for me;
Mother Nature takes my pain and brings showers of happiness.
I take out a cigarette and light it.
The rain falls but it falls right past me;
I stare up at the sky,
Wondering why the rejection;
Why doesn't the sky want me to be happy?
I look at the cigarette in my hand,
And I hear wind whisper an answer to my question;
"Because you contaminated me"
I sit under a tree.
It keeps me safe;
I am sheltered from the hateful sky.
I start to rip the grass out of the Earth.
The tree's branches get me back-
They rip my arms off.
I look up at the sky and scream to the clouds to forgive me.
They don't listen.
A gorge opens up and the earth swallows me.
I am gone;
The Earth took me.
It kept it's promise though- it took my pain.
And it punished me for harming it- it made me an early grave.