My eyes shed no teardrops 
although they used to cry -
My heart continues beating -
although I wonder why...
~*~
Gone is all life inside 
of me - only the sound 
of silence echoes my mind.
~*~
Sucked into a vortex 
are my hopes and dreams
Searching for light - 
but darkness I find...
~*~
Things no longer matter 
as they did before.
I've become a stranger  
even to myself.
A heart once so caring 
and tender - seems to 
care no more....
~*~
Blood of warmth once 
flowed through my veins
has suddenly become 
shards of ice.
~*~
My heart is a void 
of all emotions. 
Everything inside of me 
seems to have died.....
~*~
Who am I....
What have I become? ? ? 
I suppose this is how 
it is when one dies.
~*~
My Eyes Shed No Teardrops 
Although they used to cry
My heart goes on beating -
Although I no longer seem 
to be alive...
(c) 2011 Connie R. Smith (All Rights Reserved)                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem