silent tears from the broken hearted

the deepest shadows of your heart cries out,
out pours the burning streams of tears.

despair fills the empty spaces,
spaces covered with unknown sorrows.

overcome by melancholy,
melancholy that turns into an expressionless gaze.

gazing a far,
far, so far that your eyes vanish with the sun.


where will you go, dear one?
who will you turn to, small one?


sometimes the sorrow remains... sometimes it turns into a slow, melodious song... carried into the abyss... intertwined with tunes of joy... so soft and so faint that you close your eyes and tilt your head ever so slightly... hoping to catch even a note... a song written by another... unfamiliar, and yet harmonious.