Shadow of a tear

I hid my face in the shadows
of doubt.
And a tear that doesn't echo
my sadness out loud.
My physiognomy with the
construction of a frown.

With my naked eyes
concealed from the visage of
realities light.
Filled with emptiness inside,
and a stout heart that
enervates in time.

Snared in a deep, dark void
all alone,
and a silent cry that screams
take me back home.

Pestering sounds in forms of
shattered glass revoke.
Am in the haze with a dry
throat.
My skin gets pale,
my fingers getting cold.

I feel like I've nothing left to
give,
that an odious life and a soul
that leads me to my grave.