Teardrop

[nightsong]

Why can't my tears bear away this pain?
Is not their crystalline clearness supposed to bring clarity?
Are they not supposed to cleanse the cheeks as they follow the path of least resistance until they are absorbed?
What can absorb this pain?
Do tears not give shape and form to the entirety of human suffering?
Are they not supposed to be the catalyst of catharsis, the passenger that brings peace?
Why then, can the tears not draw from that deepest of abyss within me...
        why can they not reach?

Why does my shock,
                      my dismay,
                              my despair

                                                    ripple

                                        down

back inside of me?

If there is a being that can contain this agony...

                    It is not I.

If there is a being that can see....

                  It is not from my eye.

The eye in which the tears
     
      collect, collide, and slide

                    back inside to hide.