I garisson my tears
Behind a supreme need
For privacy
I desire no eyes upon me
No mind worrying asking
Are you ok?
I am processing
I allow myself
To crumble as the waves come
Still, I am seldom alone
Small eyes stare
Soft hands reach my face
Bigger eyes drive me
To seal up every tear
The swelling hurts
I lay awake hours on end
Holding in, pushing back on
Pain.
When will you release me
Driving need for solace?
When do we embrace our
Need to release the water works?
Not. Now.
Maybe later
May be now
Poem written & posted on December 9, 2019.