Without a tear Swimming in the chalice of my defeat, I can only revel In the unspoken laughter, Unspoken prayers, That hide behind a layer of mist, Clouded by judgement upon my poor self. I eat tears to breathe In the dust of a thousand miles of lonesome journeys. I once loved with the heaviness Of a man whose chest could be the aching universe. Darkness mourns, While the pale will plead, For does the sun not realize how much it falters To comprehend the loneliness of the shade? I have loved With the heaviness of regret, When brokenness was all to be left Atop her pale form While I buried myself in the Hell Of an encrusted shell Where I steal myself a gaze, swimming in the haze. I want to love, what should come everlasting In the heart that does not want to mourn What should only be left for the mourners Of their own horrid Hell.