Authors Note: Sorry you guys, I've been somewhere else mentally but my muse has returned hopefully this is the first of many!

Useless tears shed, too late

Crying over spilt milk, I kicked the bucket

The untouched cream soiled by the barn floor

What was pure is pure no more

A lifetime of effort, a lifetime of shame

There's nothing left to gain

But there's nothing left to lose either

Useless tears shed, too late

Crying over spilt milk, I kicked the bucket

The untouched cream soiled by the barn floor

What was pure is pure no more

Aimlessly wandering the back roads of life

Looking for back doors and secret alleys

Running to escape the pain that finds you at every turn

Useless tears shed, too late

Crying over spilt milk, I kicked the bucket

The untouched cream soiled by the barn floor

What was pure is pure no more

Happiness eludes you

Fading like a distant memory, a vague recollection

You grasp to these fading memories

Hold a death grip on life

Useless tears shed, too late

Crying over spilt milk, I kicked the bucket

The untouched cream soiled by the barn floor

What was pure is pure no more

Tears running down your face

I am numb, not what you wanted, not what I want

A distortion of many parts of different wholes put together, hastily glued

Coming apart at the seams

Crinkling at the edges

Fading in to the background

Useless tears shed, too late

Crying over spilt milk, I kicked the bucket

The untouched cream soiled by the barn floor

What was pure is pure no more