tHe MiDnIgHt TeArs

when midnite hits the 12th bell..

tears of sorrow..
tears of frustration..
tears of anger..
tears of giving up...

rolls down..
without an end..

shatters the faith..
tears the hope..
ruins the will...
takes away everything..

loosing it..
is just as loosing the moon at sunrise..

but not able to hang on to it at sunset..
it come and go..
without fail..
without doubts..

still it cant be seize..
by naked hands..

where is it..?
the will..?
the faith..?
the hope..?

a question without an answer..