Tears

 The mist that
Clouded the eyes
And blurred truth
The one that
Lifeless numb mind
Failed to see
To which heart
Failed to agree
Mayhem of shadows
Moving and screeching
Like meaningless patches
Alive and illuminated
Like curtain'd sleep
Contrasted against light
Felt but unseen
Straining the head
Soulless and un-living
Drowned in delirium
Pining for Elysium
Vitals seemingly dead
When lids blinked
On pumice stones
Juiced a drop
And one other
Then yet another
Till saline stream
Wet the lip
And mouth gasped
That first breath
Being flinched by
Sudden rush of
Sharp blinding light
As mist lifted
And mirage dissolved
Blinds torn apart
Revealing the truth
Naming drops fallen
So truly, 'tears'.