The Tears Not Shed

Tears are meant to express what words can't.
In moments of happiness, I like to say, it shows the heart overflowing.
In moments of sorrow, I believe, its truly the heart and soul crying.
When scared or overwhelmed, it expresses the search that goes on for the appropriate release, that may never come.

But its the tears that aren't shed, that say the most.
The anger, the hurt, the despair, the strength.
Few have seen me shed tears and I consider that a strength of mine.
I stand strong when others are weak, so they have something to hold on to.
I think everyone should be worried the day that strength weakens and I'm left with those shed-less tears,
in my hand.