IF I COULD ONLY WEEP

If I could only weep,

I think sweet help with my salt tears would come,

To ease the cruel pain that is so dumb,

And will not let me sleep.

Down in my heart, down deep

A poisoned arrow burns. It would fall out

And tears would wash the wound, I have no doubt,

If I could only weep.

Maybe my pulse would leap,

And bring one thrill back, of a vanished day,

Instead of throbbing in this dull, dead way,

If I could only weep.

O silent Fates who steep

Nectar or gall for us through all the years,

Take what thou wilt, but give me back my tears,

And let me weep and weep.