tears unseen .

Tear drops fall on my pillow,
Like leaves from a willow,
As the salty river runs down my face,
Everything seems out of place,
Though I am feeling fine,
Nothing helps in this futile quest of mine,
All alone,
Dreams of things I cannot condone,
All end in tragic way,
Though I guess it might happen soon some day,
Only a few are there,
Alas most are busy when I need someone to care,
Wrapped in a bubble,
A world with someone in deep trouble,
No one to lend a hand,
Feeling like I am in quicksand,
No one to help me out,
All seems too late for me to shout,
No one see is the pain,
All they see is the rain,
Who would want to be near me?
A shadow dark as can be,
Devoid of most light,
Shifting about like the night,
They all look to the light outside,
Covering all that is inside,
Even when I think I get close,
They runaway like they have been hit by a hose,
It seems my path is for me alone,
All paved in cold unforgiving stone,
As I walk this path,
Tears run over me like water in a bath,
I know it seems this is all a whine and a whinge,
But if you knew what’s in my head you all might cringe.