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I haven't cried enough, Bottling my sorrow within, Quiet and composed, Masking my pain with a grin, So forced, it strains my cheeks. So many people to console me, Yet none for you, I remember your sobbing face, The last hug , the train horns.. Giving me the heartful goodbye... In my absence, I apologize, This guilt is killing me, Thrashing my pride and ego, Driving me towards empathy, I yearn to unleash a primal scream, I want to shout, To let my anguish echo, But perhaps I lack the courage, To confront the world, To give the explanations, To heed their counsel. Maybe because I lack your comforting embrace, Your lap to cry on Your arms to console me Your shoulders to support me. Watching you silently, In this crowd and noise , Going away from me Destined to your final rites. Though time has passed, I remain restless and apprehensive, Perhaps because I haven't cried enough... Update