Tears In The Cup Of A Broken Heart Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Slow songs playing feelings in the darkness and shadows of lonely
yesterdays where nothing seems to matter as time wears on.

No less than an interior feeling comes around wanting to be kept
and loved, but it never happens.

Yesterday's being dissolved into a liquid, finding a crevice that
allows for all that's transpired in years of a lonely, solo life.

No one ever around when needed, tears falling into the cup of this
broken heart, being drained from within.