Unshed Tears

written during a state of depression

My mind is consumed with sadness,
When I think of all the unkindness,
That has passed through my life.
Absorbed in hurt for things said and done,
None of which can be undone.
Three decades build this pain,
How do I escape from this inner hurricane?
I should cry but the tears have run dry.
Tears which no longer run freely down my cheeks
Run deep within my soul staying there for weeks.
In need of release from this distress,
I turn to someone for a gentle careess.
Loneliness follows disappointment,
Why can't there be hugs heaven sent?
Unshed tears begin to flow again,
Slowly running down my chin.