When will my tears run out?

I'm always surprised when each time I cry; there are always so many.
How many could be left?
When so much else is in want, how is it that tears are in limitless supply?
Is it because sadness is, too?
Will there always be more?

Perhaps it is sadness itself that is crawling from my heart and to my eyes, and seeping from them to escape.
It infects my body as it courses through my veins to my eyes, weakening my body, my resolve.
But are tears the only means of pain emptying from my body?
Is that when my tears will run out, when the pain is gone?

Then I won't stop.
Not that I can.
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