Even the Mighty

Everyone feels weak sooner or later . . .

Faint words whisper in my ear
Memories long since passed I hear
They speak of love
I feign a laugh
I remember truth
But what is that
Emotion swells from deep within
I fight it back but do not win
Contain yourself
My pride does say
No real man would react this way
Then a tear it stings my face
The over flow of my empty space
I tell myself that this is wrong
It’s over now you must be strong
But no feat of strength can hold back pain
A shattered life has no restrains

In truth
Even the strongest men do cry
When hearts and love control our lives
When hearts are broken
When true love dies
Even the Mightiest of men will cry
When true love knows not your name
When life is just a losers game

Even the Mightiest of men will cry
Even the Mighty
Even ... the ... Mighty