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The Man Who Cannot Cry

The Man Who Cannot Cry

Maybe it all started a long time ago,
A boy with dreams, easy come, easy go,
Emotions are weakness, and we also don't lie,
And so was born, the man who cannot cry.

He had a dog, who was his own to keep,
One day the vet came and put her to sleep,
Old age and injuries, caused the little dog to die,
Another day, for the man who cannot cry.

Relatives have passed, including his own mum,
An outsider would think, what a horrible son,
The day of her funeral, his tear ducts were dry,
A very sad occasion, for the man who cannot cry.

Sadness of miscarriage has riddled his wife,
Accused of no emotion, his vows now in strife,
Go see a doctor, how do you get by,
A professional seen, for the man who cannot cry.

He does feel emotions, he does feel the pain,
But to breakdown in public, what's the point, what's the gain?
Now on anti depressants, a way to get high,
It’s so hard being, the man who cannot cry.

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Denise

I've been unable to cry when I should have cried, and I'm a woman! I'm actually more weepy now on meds. You aren't alone. Will keep you in my prayers. ❤ Denise

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Glen Hill

Thanks denise, it is a curse, because i dont cry, i get accused of not being able to have feelings, which isnt totally true

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Denise

Tears shouldn't be equivalent to having feelings. We just express them in different ways. We need to have more grace for those who don't do the "normal' ways of grieving. We grieve inside, which is harder than anything because there's no release to start healing the pain. Sorry you're having to deal with this issue. 

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Glen Hill

Thankyou for your kind words, it makes me feel better

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Glen Hill

Thanks Cherie, i am often asked why i dont cry, i was sitting there looking at my mother lying in hospital, she had already passed away, my brother and dad where crying by her bedside, and although i felt sad at the loss, i was unable to cry, i felt bad, and didnt know what my brother and dad thought of me. Thanks for the comment once again Cherie

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