Tearstains

Why these silver drops
On a blushing field?
Why the wracking sobs
That give my weakness strength?
That last time this happened
The last time it was this bad
There was a fair reason

But this time, this time is different
Why the tears for something so simple?
Why do I fall apart at one day, one incident?
Is it the responsibility?
The desire for the past?
The fact that there's no way out?
That I have no control?
Or is it simply the final straw?

It couldn't be the last
Because there's still nothing
I'm going to do
There's nothing I can do
Without making it worse
And a further division
Is as far from my goal
As anything can get.