The Dark Tears
“In shadows deep, where dreams do weep, A man with burdens, heavy to keep; His path, a maze of trials and tests, Each step a struggle, each breath a quest; No job's embrace, no solace found, His efforts futile, hopes unbound; Rejected, dejected, time and again, His spirit wanes, his strength feels pain; On trains he rides, tears unspoken, Heart heavy with promises broken; No family hand to hold him tight, Alone with his small support he battles the endless night; For his child's need, a medicine sought, But empty pockets, a cruel plot; Desperation's grip, a tightening snare, In the abyss of despair, he's ensnared; With every door slammed shut in his face, The shadows whisper, urging disgrace; To end it all, to stop the pain, To silence the echoes of life's cruel game; But amidst the darkness, a glimmer may shine, A beacon of hope, a lifeline divine; For though the night may seem unkind, In the heart's recesses, a light to find; To those who struggle, burdened
