MERCURY TEARS

Words unspoken lodge in my throat
Gripping my lungs with an iron ring
Shattered pieces of my heart reflect
The dull ache within my tired eyes

Graves of past sentiments long buried
Within the shadows of my worn face
Caskets eternally sealed with pain
There’d be no flowers to mark them

I would give a smile but am too weak
I’d share my story but cannot speak
My throat raw and my voice ripped
As emotional storms rack my core

Not the red celestial winds of Jupiter
Nor the frost of Pluto’s external being
Can match the intensity within me
Only mercury tears can fall down

Hollow, silver shells of solitary bullets
Fired by the mind and heart of myself
Returning to pierce and tear my flesh
Funny thing is I cannot even feel them