Why Do We Cry?

To denote misery?

If so, I'm Sad.

I really am.

Yet, I keep it all within me.

Afraid to share because I do not wish to be thought of as weak.

Paranoid of being judged and being referred to as "The One Who ________"

Thus, I confine myself to the parameters of this vast space.

Whatever that grieves has had its voice quelled by me.

And the only clue to what is wrong,

Are these unbroken trickles.