The Tears Won’t Come
A profound anguish,
A gash in my heart.
I stare at my hand,
Still clutching the dagger.
I’d stabbed my love with that,
Pierced him to his soul.
I’d crushed his spirit,
I’d stamped on his joy.
My heart twists in agony
As the guilt keels me over-
I want to cry,
But the tears won’t come.

I’d doubted him,
Disbelieving his sorrows,
Mocking him behind his back.
I’d betrayed him,
His secrets aired in public.
I’d speared him in the gut,
When he least expected it.
He’d offered me kindness-
In return, I smashed his heart.
But despite it all,
He forgave me-
The deepest pain of all.
I want to cry,
But the tears won’t come.

His words pierce my heart
With a million knives.
His disappointment is worse
Than a thousand blows,
His distrust worse than death.
With every doubt,
He twists my heart-
Every time he asks
That I stop lying,
Spikes my very soul.
My wings are forever clipped,
I will soar no longer,
This horror now my burden.
This guilt, this shame I feel!
I want to cry,
But the tears won’t come.