The Weight of Silence

I’m tired of this constant pain I keep asking it why won’t you just go away but the only response I get is a sting in my chest As if to humble me in jest; mocking me They say our tears were given to us to heal our wounds But what happens when our tears refuse to fall I beg mine to jump off the cliff of remembrance that they inch close to the edge of and to land in between the cracks of my broken heart But they refuse my tears yell to me why?what’s the point? they ask me “if I’m only going to end up back on this cliff why jump?” I beg them and fall to the floor telling them “to bring me… relief” and just like a stubborn child they refuse so my hurt gathers, piling high on top of the cracks in my heart widening each day threatening to swallow me So I finally stop begging I stop asking I sit with the silence and listen to its song Allowing it to lull me into a nightmirash dream where no rest can be found for the world doesn't stop spinning for those in pain and many won't know about the burdens inside my heart so I'll sit and wait for my heart to stop…feeling