My Crying Heart

by LESLEY COUZENS
(Pietermaritzburg, South Africa)

MY CRYING HEART

It seems my heart will never heal,
The tears are different at times.
My body wrenches with hard hot tears.

Slowly softly gentle tears, cold on my cheeks.
Quietly crying so no one hears.

The heart never stops crying, leaving an ache so strong.
I cannot stop the tears from rolling on.

The eyes are sad and distant.
Cheeks are wet and dry.
Breathing deep and shallow,
trying to control the tears.

Deep in despair,
clawing at the darkness
of sorrow and pain.
Crying and crying till the end of the day.

My heart shall always cry,
on and on
for the lost one.

by Lesley Couzens