Tripping Heart Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Satin tears, flowing everlastingly down my face,
full of sadness in grief.

Tonight, settling into a reverie of memorable
thoughts, jettisoning me into depths of blackened
nights.

Hiding beneath the stars of midnight, awaiting
comments from another dimension.

Knowing the lengths and widths of time until
morning, hiding deeper into an abyss of mourning,
that just won't let me go, no matter what I do in
my mind.

Heart tripping over itself, blinded by tears,
flowing like satin down my face this night.