When Tears Dry Up
When tears dry up, the reverberations cease,
No resolution for the sorrow once released.
Friends retreat to distant realms,
Their apparitions linger, voices overwhelm.
Silent rooms recall the past,
Memories boomerang, nothing’s steadfast.
The comfort sought in a heart once aglow,
Now a tranquil place, an empty tableau.
Yet life must traverse its tapering path,
Through solitary nights and aftermath.
In every dawn, an opportunity anew,
To find the strength, to see it through.
In solitude, the world expands,
To face the silence, understand.
The fleeting bonds life may weave,
Are but the breaths we receive.
Footsteps track a journey's pace,
Yearning again for a gentle embrace.
When tears dry up, the heartbeats blend,
To seek the light, to heal, to mend.
Copyright ©
Mickey Grubb
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