...

i squint my eyes to free
any tears that might've formed.
in my mind i seek
of the past hurts and future possibilities.
i feel what is in my heart,
that which is caged,
burning, incessantly,
clawing and driving me insane.
you hurt me;
but i can never show you.
you never seem to see.
so forgive me again,
this bout of depressive rambling.
i squint my eyes, forcefully,
but i just can't see a flood of tears.