Another teardrop on my damped pillow
struggled
in the path I’m forced to follow
Loneliness
is my only company
as
the solitude lays me down to wallow.
Another
teardrop on my sweet letter
marks
the longing to the love of my daughter
memory
is my only comfort
as
the failure sets my dreams to shatter.
Another
teardrop lingers on my face
feels
the emptiness and misery of this place
weariness
is my only support
as
the pain fades my liveliness away.
Another
teardrop simmers on my lips
reminds
my sanity I’m losing its grip
anxiety
is my only strength
as
the sorrow mellows me to sleep.
Another
teardrop carries down my burden
hopes
to relieve the pressure it saddens
fear
is my only instinct
as
the fate of my life has fallen.
Another
teardrop traces a tear line
draws
the agony of my desperate cry
bitterness
is my only flavor
as
the present robs me all that is mine.
Huu
Cao
08/07/02
“in
the hole”