POETRY: The Tears Don’t Come Any More

The tears don’t come any more
They start to well up
And then they die
Still-born on the cusp

The tears don’t come any more
Though the ache is deeper
Though the need is greater
Will sleep never come?

The tears don’t come any more
In the deep dark of night
Shut out the light
Shut out the sounds 

The tears don’t come any more