These eyes are dry but my cheeks still run

No tears are left to shed this time.

My eyes may show red and reveal a broken soul,

But these windows of mine will soon clear.

I cried for you,

Did you care?

I think not.

Self absorbed and ashamed of your doings.

Liar, cheat, thief.

Why couldn’t you have just said something?

I cried for you, all I can cry for now.

Exhausted from caring so much.

So now these eyes are dry and unclouded

And my cheeks will soon clear signs of my anger.

The wells deep beneath my eyes,

Are tapped and facing drought…

But now, so freeing for me to no longer cry

But to know for certain your shame.

Your schemes

My dreams

Broken and crushed.

Uncaring deep down inside.

I give up,

Give in.