tears 290915

When did I grow so old
So old 
Not to be seen to be crying
Who decided
That this age is improper to cry
Why must I
Not let go of the weight
The mega weight
Of drops of salty water
So collected
On the brim of the eye
An aching heart
With muffled sound
Complicates further
The delimma
To keep or
To let it flow...

29 sep 2015