Inspired

I have written two poems that i hope you like:

Cause your soul wanted,
cause your heart struggled,
cause your face entirely faded
and the tears covered it.
You have been spoiled,
but your eyes still sparkle,
so dry yourself, once bitter,
and stand up from your bed.

The second one is:

Our lifes are rivers
that flow to the sea.
What's the death?
Better than the fear it is
that comes by the time.
Then the river cries,
so waterfall,
and when the sun shines,
in the highest wales,
rain of stars.