Break It Loose, Woman!

by Megan Auffart

Several times through your two eyes
You saw the way a woman cries
Not aloud with flailing feet
But always feeling incomplete
As if some way it's not enough
And no matter just how tough
Or strong she thinks that she can be,
In actual reality
Every woman longs to shriek
Instead of sobs, so small and weak
But stops herself with tiny sighs.
So every time she sits and cries
Softly sobbing a small stream
while cradling her self-esteem,
Scrunching up her forehead tight
And saying it will be all right,
Ignore that false and common theme:
Every tear's a silent scream