Tales of a Morbid Soul II

This doesn't have a title. Its simply Tales of a Morbid Soul II. The reason why I didn't put the first one, was because that one is kind of personal. I will show close friends, but to realease that one to the public is something I will not do. Anyway, its odviously about crying. I was in a pretty pissed/upset mood when I wrote this. Its one of my shorter poems, but I like it none the less. This is edited for it contained some personal things.

Tears falling from my eyes
Leaving stains of morbid sighs
Angels hear my horrid shouts
Tears still falling just like spouts
Demons hear my wretched cries
My eyes still filled with a hundred lies.
Tears quickly dive to my pillow case
I lay still, hiding my tragic face.
Of all the things wrong, my head makes a list
It begins to briefly turn my sobs to mist
Too much pain to comprehend Shall my tears come to an end?