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
I cry but please don't ask me why!!!
I just know I can't take it anymore!!!
My eyes now feel so dwelling sore...

My heart starts to speak
Pa pa pa Tick tock ...
My navel starts to beat
Ta ta ta I hear the clock
As both sounds meet.

It frantic's me as my heart clicks and ticks
I'm feeling nervous and disoriented by it
Cause my mind and body feels it's flicks
As I'm walking at times
But I notice it more as I begin to lay or sit.
Oh how lovely is the resting night
As the moon fully shines
If only she knew how I deeply felt
Not feeling so solely bright
My all just wanting to completely melt.

"Oh my poor heart, " "Oh my poor heart"...
Listen to my humble suffering voice
As I play you the magical harp
It settles my pain in sweet harmony poise.