A Tear

A Tear
a glistening little drop of salt water.
Slowly moving down a dirty cheek
mixing with the blood that is also there
Blood that's coming from the swollen and bruise spots
where a fist had made contact.
A Tear
not emitting from a feeling of pain
but rather from a feeling of being alone.
Alone for the first time in his life.
No longer feeling the link
with the other.
Now totally alone
totally separate.
For the first time in his Life feeling
total despair,
as he tries to hold down a scream
that's waiting at the top of his barely functioning lungs
Not daring to vocalize the despair
out of a sense of shame.
Not wanting to doubt the reason that he was here.
But the pain is so great
more that a man should ever bear
The pain by itself he could of handled
he could of just tuff it out,
but the loneliness
that was different
that was causing a weakness
that was causing him to lose his grip on himself
straining
trying to hold it together
but losing the fight
and at one inopportune moment
the scream comes bursting forth
"My God, My God why have you forsaken me?"

Robert 5/4/2001