These Tears I'Ve Cried Poem by mystery writer

eyes burning
head rushing
i hurt so bad
i cannot contain the screams from within me
tears flow down my tear stained face
as i think of his face
in longing
i remember the way his skin tingled against mine
the freshness of this wound still there
as if vacuumed sealed
curled up in a ball as if to relieve a pain
but it helps me none
as i struggle to keep whats on the inside from getting out
afraid someone might see the ugliness i hold in
shut out from the world
its almost pitiful really
i can't eat
breath
walk
without the thought of him bringing me to my begging knees
aking why in shrill screams
of shuddering tears
when shall that last and final tear fall
i fear it shall last me an eternity
is it fair that he walk with no chains
yet i am chained down in one spot?
miserable and bleeding i lay here
til i bleed out
and once again my heart will turn to stone
cold as ice
and even more protected than before
for the tears i've cried have soaked out all moisture from my soul.