Shadow Tear

The girl in the corner has tears in her eyes Nobody questions the cracks in her lies She picks herself up and returns to the fear That haunts in the darkness through all of the years The shadows grow deeper around her gaunt form as she huddles deeper into her close-drawn sweater. The threadbare clothes have little effect on the insidious chill that creeps incessantly closer. The silence around her is absent of air A breathless space where life is rare A name carved in stone locked up in her heart An ice-walled kingdom kept forever apart They hide ‘neath masks of stygian gloom, in fear of the light that has never been kind. Does anybody see the silent ghosts, bathed in shadows, as they weep their midnight tears?