Frozen tears...

Parched, have d eye-ducts become? Won't the tears flow out?
Why then aren't they carving furrows in my ash-like skin?
to provide an escape...
for the pain that is still trapped within.
Bottling up is no more possible,
While this heart continues to be hopeful for things that could be,
my sense of logic commands my peepers to let loose
but still nothing comes flowing freely... like it should...
my mind knows that a good shedding of tears would help
Yet... still nothing flows out!
to break down and weep in solitude...
the feeling as tears pour out would be such a liberation..
yet... they continue to remain buried somewhere deep inside
How do I melt my frozen tears so that they fall?