Choking

I have seen men
With ties
Choking their necks
Sleeves
roughly folded
Mouths
Nothing more
Than thin lines
And brows furrowed.
It is these men
That show
The softest of eyes
Brimming
With sadness
Laced amidst
Pasted smiles
And a need
To just weep.
To weep
Until
They are no longer
Choking.