Too Weak To Speak

Each fallen teardrop

Speaks of words

I am not able to

Nor would dare utter.



They do not descend

Because I am

Too weak to speak

As I am too strong

To sting others

So I let the pain

Sting my face instead.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.”

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