Tear slides down to touch my smile
I hide my worries
So not all can know for awhile.
My hidden dark stories
I keep behind my eyes
Is where it lies
In my favorite locket of the black bile.

My tears are black
Even though they may seem clear
Nothing is as it seems
For your sight shows so much lack
As not recognizing my emotions I steer
Lost within myself and all it deems.

My suffering aimed at my heart
I hear its clamor
It's like it wants to from me to part
It pounds my chest as if it was a door...