Liquid saddness seeps from my soul
product of agony and pain
trickling down it follows known path
a salty weeping rain.
Fluently flows from eddy of despondence
running against current of blood
tide of anguish rises high
no means to restrain such flood.
So it pools up over the dam of my eyes
releasing in tiny waves
cascading a trail of sorrow
that over time...deeply engraves.