Going Dry

Going Dry ©

Penned by Brad Osborne


I don’t know why the tears never come

The feelings are there

The pain is palpable

The loss inconsolable

But the tears are absent


Have I hardened my heart

Are the walls erected for safety

Protection from things getting in

Now a barrier to letting things out


I do not fear expression

I want to live out loud

But I cannot conjure my responses

They are organic

They occur unprompted

The must arrive naturally


I know how I feel

But my eyes are deceitful

They will not well with the emotions

They will not carry my pain streaked across my cheeks

They will not let a drop fall


Sometimes, I wish they would

If only for the cleansing of soul

The watering of arid spirit

The release

I don’t know why the tears never come

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