You try not to let them fall,
in fact you try to keep them from falling at all.
Your throat swells up and you swallow hard,
almost as if caught in its shard;
cutting off your very breath:
near suffocating you to death.
You close your eyes
as if your lashes could wring them dry.
In trying to hold them back
they still seep through the crack;
for hey inevitably do break free,
no matter how hard you try
in not letting them pass by.
It's like a dam trying to holdback the sea.
You dare not even speak
while droplets start down your cheek
cause when you do your voice sounds as rough as a cob
as you struggle to stifle a sob.
Still, like a river they're going to flow
no matter how much you don't want to let go.
Never mind the reason they began;
for once they have they're hard to shut off again.
Now in realization of your fears
you find yourself choking back the tears.