Loneliness Of Dried Up Tears Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Slowly riding down trails, dusty with the loneliness of
tears now dried up in whirlwinds of sorrow and grief,
splitting feelings into bittersweet emotions.

Poking and pricking my heart with sentiments of liability
that continue to make me feel your loss, never able to
carry on like before.

Sorrow dragging me down darkened paths that shed no light
upon the signs or direction in which you've gone, keeping
me captive between your death and my life.