Silent Tears

by Anonymous

alone in my room of solitude, watching as a candle flickers,
illuminating my small, dark corner of loneliness.
thinking my day over, how selfish i had been.
glittering tears begin to trickle down my face, as i lay awake.
it's hard to love, when you don't have a heart.
so strange to want when you don't have a need.
the candle's flame is dimming, it's wax is melting into tears.
"stay alive" i tell the candle, but it feels like i'm talking to myself.
"how can i live?" cries the candle, "when i have no need?"
the flame dies out and i am left with nothing
but these silent tears trickling down my face.