how often your eyes hold back Misery’s dam,
with ardent nerve you restrain a saline river within its gates,
A vessel full of emotion, forever fighting to maintain your calm.
You resist the surge, yet the cracks betray you.
From between your lids the mix of salt and water escape as narrow streams down each side of your face,
…A face flushed with pain.
Heart and body ache as you keep it from vibrating jolts of emotion coursing through your veins.
Why do you hide Sad woman?
Why do you insist on bottling this hurt inside Proud woman?
You have every right as any to feel unstrong.
Do not keep your inner wounds concealed
Permit your tears and let your weakness be revealed
Summon up the tempest within, wail and scream as you feel
Burst open Misery’s dam; be unashamed of your weakness and let all men see.
Let the waters of Misery’s dam come forth;
Let its river, down your face run free….