Silent Storm

If only I could cry

   the tears would flow and carry away the refuse of my soul.

Why can’t I cry?

   When did I decide to stop?

   I used to cry storms that cleared away the debris.

Why can’t I cry?

   pressure behind my eyes, welling up in my chest

   what keeps the water from spilling over?

Why can’t I cry?

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