I Am

I am the tear from a thousand faces
I am the spring that you drink from to live
I am the breath that you steal from the living
I am the earth that can cover the dead

I am the well where you whisper your wishes
I am the garden that blooms at your whim
I am the one that will hear all your worries
I am the one that could never be him

I am the pink sky that warns of the sunrise
I am the glow of a half-hidden moon
I am the pulse in the heart of the dying
I am the hand that will write out your doom.

I am the hidden tragedy;
This truth, and I, will always be.