My eyes shed no teardrops
although they used to cry -
My heart continues beating -
although I wonder why...
~*~
Gone is all life inside
of me - only the sound
of silence echoes my mind.
~*~
Sucked into a vortex
are my hopes and dreams
Searching for light -
but darkness I find...
~*~
Things no longer matter
as they did before.
I've become a stranger
even to myself.
A heart once so caring
and tender - seems to
care no more....
~*~
Blood of warmth once
flowed through my veins
has suddenly become
shards of ice.
~*~
My heart is a void
of all emotions.
Everything inside of me
seems to have died.....
~*~
Who am I....
What have I become? ? ?
I suppose this is how
it is when one dies.
~*~
My Eyes Shed No Teardrops
Although they used to cry
My heart goes on beating -
Although I no longer seem
to be alive...
(c) 2011 Connie R. Smith (All Rights Reserved)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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