Lonely Heart

As each lonely heart sheds it tears
the new promise of each day
passes in silence
each sound that makes the
heart ache roars through the body
soul and mind
the silence peirces the very
core of my being
The emptyness of every word
rings silence
there are no sounds that fade
into the night to make this
void of what is behind it all
There is no pain that flows
no hardness that follows
just a tear that alone it
falls unheard by noone
not shed of saddness nor
joy but of what it cannot
so tommorrow there shall be
a lonely heart shedding its tears.

Cat Apr 4-06