Why do we cloak our pain in silence?

Why do we feel we can manufacture happiness with silence?
Why do we let the pain go unsaid?

Silence does not take away the pain.
Silence does not change the reality.
Silence does more violence than good.

What happens to pain unspoken?
Where do those feelings go, left deep inside?

I can tell you, not speaking does not create the happiness we seek.
Our hearts know the pain of loss.
Our souls whisper out, looking for a listening ear.
We are all confused.
We are all in pain.
We all know all too well the pain of loss.

The loss is still there, spoken or not.
The pain is there, expressed or not.
The confusion is still there, shared or not.

So why do we choose to honor her in silence?
Why do we grieve to ourselves?
Why do we take this loss upon ourselves
And feel it is ours alone to bear?

Speak I say. Speak to me. Speak to him. Speak to her. Speak to each other.
We are all lost and all in pain without her presence.

Not speaking does not make this birthday go away
Another year without her.
Deeds left undone, words left unsaid, love left unexpressed.

So if she can no longer speak, console, and make us laugh
Than the need is even greater for us to speak.
To utter our pain.
To communicate our confusion.
To express our love.

She would want it to be like this.
In our moments of happiness she would want us to share happy memories.
In the depths of sadness she would urge us to look to each other for consolation.

Most of all she would want it all.
Every emotion. Every smile. Every tear. Every scream of anger at the pain of it all.
She would want it all expressed. Shared. Spoken.
We no longer have her, but we still have each other.
She may be gone, but in our thoughts, and in our words she lives on.
So why not speak of her.
In happiness. In sadness. In confusion. In memory.

Do not take this pain upon yourself.
We all grieve. We all smile. We all wonder.
Lets turn these whispers of our hearts
Into the emotions spoken form our lips.
Let us not bear this weight alone any longer.
Without her, WE are all we have left.