A tear, in time

I find it funny
That you can laugh
But not cry.
Oh why?

Is laugh, your laugh
a giggle of joy
Or is it just
another ploy

To get away from the
depths of ache
Self pretense of
Ooh panache!

Treading not the
"dark" and deep
Pretending that by being in light
glory you keep.

Ignore you do
the tears inside
while they form
a steady tide

That keep lashing
within, quiet.
Only to burst through
without a sign.

To drown you,
deep and tumbling
Without respite of
ground enduring.

Beware, oh dear!
Do not count sparse,
The power of a
tear, shed in time.