On the Brink of Betraying Tears: A Poem
Laughing on the outside, crying on the inside
colorful like harlequins to hide our gloom
so many of us sit in our corner of life's ringside
with our silent defeat and a secret doom.
If you laugh to tears every time you do
you are close to bursting into a sad sobbing
but laughter is there to hide it all for you
so that no one knows your heart's throbbing.
We learn to cope like heroes of an unseen arena
gladiators against demons of our own make
moving through life graciously like a ballerina
not allowing tears for a sanity sake.
Magicians at playing a disappearing act
we make blank all drama from our face
interacting always with courtesy and tact
with a tattooed furrow line as only betraying trace.
But, what's the real deal with these uncried tears
could our soul give birth to a life all new
with that first liberating cry flooding our ears
cry of a newborn joy overwhelming and true.