Helpless

As you cry, your words incoherent

I can do nothing but love you

But your sadness weighs heavy on my soul

Grateful

That you shared those tears with me

The one that you had removed

From sharing in your life

Sad

Weight like a blacksmith’s anvil

That cannot be stopped from crushing

Without the uplifting of others

Sorry for self

You are so entitled

But only for short stints

Or the pity will take from your living

Closed

Don’t talk about it

For there is no room in the universe

For what its existence would take from our lives

Angry

What the hell am I doing?

I don't get to cry

Tears don't help anything