Don't worry for me

Come sit here with me
Beneath the shade of this tree
Don't worry about him
Behind the leaves
He's always here 
He never goes
He releases tears
To deal with woes
Don't you be scared 
Of this tortured soul
The man you fear 
Just grew old 
And tired to
Of loss and grief 
Ridicule 
And much deceit 
A hardened man
Wrought his being 
Saddened from what he's seen 
The life he lived is the life of mine
Tickled by the demons vines
He lets it loose and the rope goes tight
He's hanging on, to his decline