Elixir

My face stings as each exfoliating tear
races down my face.
Carrying away each haunting memory
with a Katrina-levy break pace.

The things we've said have ripped
holes in our facade.
What I'd give for just one more
day to spend with my departed beloved.

My saturated beard drips of
a salty elixir.
As I struggle for laughter or something
good to remember.

My eyes are swollen shut, my
heart is open wide.
I've done some soul searching and I want
to change some things I found inside.

More love less hate, cheerful giving and
less selfish take.
Be more forgiving when others fail
or make mistakes.

Tears... they wash me, they cleanse me
they renews me.

Elixir