Unspoken Grief Poem by Benedicta Shiphrah

When I mourned, none were near,
No hand to wipe away my tear.
I swept them aside, but they wouldn't go
Yet still, they fell though my heart said no

I looked around, for a shoulder to lean
But left with a shadow, lost and unseen
In silence, I gave In to pain
And my eyes teared up once again

I let them flow through the empty night,
Until they dried with the fading light.
No more tears left, just the pain that stays,
I lay on my bed, lost in the gray.