Judgement Day

my first real poem {i was 14 when i wrote this]

I reach for the sky
for my tears wont go that high
maybe in heaven
you wont make me cry

Up there you cant see
all that pain
you have given me
i wont be happy , but atleast
I'll be free

My vioce weak from cryen
My mind tired of tryin
My heart beat from all that lyen
Still my loves, not dyen

So goodbye, my one and only
I have to be on my way
See you again
My dear freind , i'll be waiten come judgement day