Tears will dry.

Panashe don't devour your own despair, Lest you consume the fragments of your shattered lair. Your tears , a deluge , will eventually subside , And tomorrow's aurora will a sorrow free tide. Don't let the gnawing anguish of your soul , Become a ravenous beast that makes you whole . For in the depths of your heart , a spark remains , A resilient ember that will reignite life's refrains. So hold on to hope, like a beacon in the night, And know that dawn's promise will bring new light , Your tears will dry, Your heart will mend , And tomorrow's sunrise will be sorrow's end.