I want to cry,
But somehow,
All my tears have been shed.
I never cried for happiness,
I never cried for joy.
I wasted my tear,
On a problem, I knew had no resolution -
Had no ending,
But I kept crying to fill my eyes with tears -
So I would not see my surroundings.
My eye,
Now like a desert,
Deserted and dry
Waiting for that one drop of moisture, that one intruder -
To save us.