It’s okay

I’m told we act this way,

yet so afraid in my soul,

someone’s reaction

somehow gets in the way.

But it is my own heartbreak,

the ache is real,

I want to only shed tears.

Where is it, who did, why the …

concern

when we all just want to allow our pain

a visible outlet,

the human physicality of

real.

I want to cry today,

eyes well up waiting to

let go,

I wonder if those in my visible world

will understand,

or instead is there always a quiet

‘get over it’

sort of sad.