the hot tears from
your blurry eyes,
roll down
your cheeks,
as you muffle your sobs
into the pillow at night
so no one can
hear you or your heart
shatter again and again.
your favourite velvet pillow
will not remember
your tears
from that dark night,
but let me tell you,
those black sheets of paper
beside your laptop,
that you try to keep hidden?
the ones filled with words
and words of sorrow
that flowed out of you?
they’ll never forget
those thoughts, those doubts,
the sound behind every heartbreak,  
the emotion behind every sob,
and behind that,
every twinge of pain.
- a poet’s emotions are never lost

©️Written by Viona Lauren 2019