… those

Those of us who feel deeply

Death of hope blazes across the mind

Searing moments in memories,

Locking those away behind a wall

To pull out and dust off periodically.

Each tear shed holds words unsaid

Is there anything worse?

The absence, the soul crushing emptiness

Would rewind fix anything?

Time doesn’t go backwards

Always trudging endlessly forward

So the words I cannot say to you

Pour down my cheeks in paragraphs.