SILENCE OF THE NEEDLES, TEARS FROM MY HEART.

Tears.
So gentle, so sweet.
It makes the pain go away,
slowly,
as they roll down my cheeks
onto my palm, those silent screams.
Silence.
So soft, so loud.
Piercing the night, shunning your words.
Needles
too, they peirce through
what remains of my tiny heart.
My heart,
empty, broken and black,
beating your name forever more.