Crying

Crying really deep down inside
tearing the core out
and staring at the worms in horror
how did they get there?
Spit out what is left over
and wash away the bitter aftermath
with tears

Grief
dark and locked in a dungeon
dry, dusty, and voiceless
forgotten.

Like the long stretch of barren beach
before the tsunami overwhelms
I drown in waves of sorrow
that flood my rumpled face

Tears
silently stain
as they release the pain
pent-up behind dam walls.

I crumble
and fall

and remember it all.