Why is it so damn hard
to go to a person and talk about pain
Why do we all keep silent
and not express the sadness we feel
Why do we suffer in silence
Why don’t we laugh over our pain
Why do we hold it in
and never let out the bottled-up pain
Maybe talking is all it takes
for all the pain, sorrows, and grief
to go away, to vanish, to disappear
Is it supposed to be kept inside?
Is it never to be talked about?
Or maybe today, let’s talk about it
and brew the pain, all the grief
with the brewing coffee on my kitchen stove
all let it out; let us be free
from all the suffocation it has caused inside
Let’s talk!!
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