The Heart Weeps

The heart weeps.

Not the eyes.

They just drench themselves

In pain.

Hoping someone will notice,

Someone will care.

It is the heart that weeps.

Softly and silently,

Seeking comfort in solitude,

And finding none.

Hoping only,

That a moment of pure grief,

Will bring some forgiveness

Of some past sin,

Or the acceptance

Of a long awaited prayer.