I don't have a title for this one yet, it's a work in progress.
I thought I'd toss it out there to see what happens, since I've developed a block.

Teardrops fall
From a wretched, weeping soul
As light steps away
From a heart decayed and dim.

Faint steps echo
As death seeps on by,
Leaving darkened shadow
For his tears
Have long run dry.

Unkind words,
Like a dagger makes the wound
With salted disregard,
Critics make their move.

A bitter anger tasted
Within this wretched soul,
A darker form emerges
As judgements take their toll.

Echoes from the past
Resound in darkened silence,
While laughter is replaced
By wishes
Much too violent.

Many wish to scoff
At what they may behold
And others lay their blame
With what's refused to know.

What right have we to judge
Without due regard
And spew our unkind words
That may only bring more harm?

The strongest hearts are careful
To hear the silent words
Like angels they attend
The wounds that cause our hurts.

Fadedspirit (work in progress)

full of emotion

"i like it" - reminds me of the Dark Knight
characters the Joker and Two-Face though...

That was great, full of feeling

Blocked - mental blocks emotional blocks tears blocked and dried creating salt licks of the soul. Shamanic detective following dried tracks backwards. Rearranging blocks of belief to purposeful flow.

I see no blocks here,,,
Just a humble soul

Thanks pkd.

Thanks s1owhand, glad you liked it.

Thanks flame1cutie.

Thanks DKW, I'm glad you like it.

Awww, thanks LAMom. Maybe I'm trying to hard.

all you need is a title

Glad you liked it shauna.

Hmm....but what to call it. Any ideas 1000111010123? Glad you liked it.

that is best answered from your own soul