TEARS
I didn't cry when God took my aunts away at a funeral that people stared at the body that lied cold
That my eyes never forgot that image of something that couldn't be replaced.
I didn't cry when disappointment read my face as I held it in until darkness covered my face
I didn't cry when people said things that made my heart bleed as they stuck another hole that made it harder to move away from but a constant reminder on that moment I stayed still.
I didn't cry when people yelled at me and screams because the decision was final and I couldn't change what I didn't agree with as finger pointed and eyes look at a disrespectful child that needed to be punish
I didn't cry when the word death cross my mind and a secret kept protected was no longer being bars but set free to watch how people saw me
I DIDN'T cry when depression smothered me in the sheets that felt so thin that wasn't enough to blend in with but stand out
I didn't cry when I saw them hand and hand and the profile picture of them together as the seemed happy I delete each memory and try to avoid what was the truth
I didn't cry when you stop caring and stop noticing me
I didn't cry when I was in pain as I tried to fight it instead of make it heal
I Didn't cry when I felt useless,unwanted and unappreciated
I Didn't cry when I was angry and wanted to blame you for what scared you left in my eyes that blind me from happiness that I stayed in the hurt you brought to me
I didn't cry and if I did shred a tear I make sure not a person saw that storm that ran from my eyes that I held it in and held it in that I no longer had tears in my eyes but fears that someone would see me break into pieces
I made myself stronger that I shred more smiles then seeing me break a drop and that I never wanted to stop
BUT TEARS IS WHAT I COULDN'T DO WHEN I NEEDED TO OR WHEN MY EYES FELT THE FEELING TO THAT I RATHER LET MY EYES DRY THEN TO LET ANYONE SEE ME CRY .
INCLUDING MYSELF ...
This poem is about:
Me