Unshed Tears

I can feel them burning,
they’re behind my eyes,
threatening to spill,
my unshed tears.

Invisible trails,
that haven’t been left yet,
stuck in my eyes,
My unshed tears.

Sometimes I wish I could cry,
I can’t though,
‘Cause they’re stuck,
Why won’t they fall, my unshed tears??

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[John the Baptist]

They won't come because they're not ready. When they are, nothing will be able to stop them.