Tears

My tears are weighted
With held-in heartache
Because though I've always known the value in a 'good cry',
I've been crying for all the wrong things
All these years
And now my tears are heavy
With unsaid words,
Buried hurts,
Built up pressures,
And pushed aside needs.
And my lids have weakened
Under their weight
Unable to hold back the flood
that is
Tragically & beautifully
Me.