Hear My Tears, Fear My Pain Poem by Paul Allen Clark 3

I whisper and you close
your eyes. I speak and
you turn away. If I
scream, will you finally
hear
me beg you to let me
hold you close? Promise
to never let go. Do
my tears
upset you? Can you
see them fall on fallow
ground-the soil
of my heart?
Fear
is a better friend than
you, who feels nothing,
beneath the weight of
my pain.