"Without Words" is a sad poem. The first four lines bring a whole new meaning to crying to me. The way it is described like pulling water from a well is very visual. I imagine pulling water from a well is difficult, but a task that has to be done. I guess in the same sense crying is something that is hard to do, but it has to be done. Some things may be easy to cry about, but others may not. They might be hard to cry about because you don't want someone else to see you cry or you don't think you should be crying about. Either way crying cleanses the soul, and a lot of times makes you feel better just like drinking a cup of water from a well.