NO TEARS

Short dark unfinished poem. I need help.

Blades of deception cut through me
Tearing me apart.
I look around and find myself
Right back here at the start?

Yesterday's child is screaming
Echoing through my soul
Still searching for the love
That will finally make her whole.

If our future is darkly paved
by mistakes we've made in our past
There is but solitude left before me
And tonight must be my last.

Death comes silently
without a tear
only reminders of the promises
once whispered in my ear.