To weep is a futile gesture,

                                                  (A waste of good salt...)

         Tears change nothing, unlike blood:

One drop will call the world to look

                                            To see your suffering,

                                            And test its empathy,

...Or at least its capacity thereof.

               One drop can call on oblivion-

And begin your gentle release...

                                     Bleeding brings quiet,

      while lost tears only breed,

                       Never ending,

                                only feeding upon themselves.

There is no point in tears.