The tears of a man

Don't fall down his cheek

He learned as a boy

To never look weak

Instead they gather

Inside of his brain

Endlessly swirling

On top of a drain

Whose one relief valve

Never gets lifted

The liquid remains

Forever unshifted

Pressure builds up

A mental monsoon

Dam walls are bursting

The overflow strewn

Into surrounding

Channels nearby

Causing more damage

Than a measly, old

Cry