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.