Unshed Tears

Sadness is clinging

to the end of my thoughts

like thick, dripping glue

welling up in my heart

coating

the images and intentions

suspended

as unshed tears

The psyches recognition

of the words

that I'm not speaking

The things

I regret

the things I cannot change.

Trapped

at the end of my thoughts

The truth

I cannot speak

held

lest my heart falls apart