Sorrow.

Silence holds sorrows better
Words, shall result in the eyes, wetter.

Sorrow weeps for the loss, in the present
Of the delight that was ours, in the past

Sorrows stay longer
Of our hearts they grow fonder
Stay within and yonder

Burn the fuel of sorrows
For the journey of life, ponder
Don't use them
They shall last a lifetime
You shall wonder