Cry
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I didn't want to admit it, but I cried myself to sleep every night this week because of you,
And I know that it is going to continue, no matter what I try and do.
I write a lot of my poems from my bathtub floor
Soaking up sadness til the water gets cold
Til my silence grows old
Til my tears meet the water
And the stanzas are told
You can’t burn some memories
Fire becomes them
Til they darken like ash
Blowing in the smoke she exhales
But do not breathe them in
Do not step in the ash
Or the flames for that matter
I don’t understand how you can just stand there
Standing beside the river I cried
Skipping stones off my tears to watch how far they’ll go
As if my brokenness is a wishing well you have been waiting to use
I don’t remember exactly what I was doing.
Exactly what made me stop.
I remember the storm sending shivers through the walls
The raucous thunder crashing through the skies like a marching band
And the rain
it seems so easy to cry now
the tears coming from some ever replenishing source
and I am not startled any longer
when a hot stream flows down my cheeks
when blinking releases a torrent
The Jewel of the night sky,
the pearl, the moon,
the teardrop in my eye,
the pearl, the moon,
one look just makes me cry,
the pearl, the moon,
to live and then to die,
How does one fill a void inside?
Who is there in which I can confide?
I'd like to say I need to swallow my pride,
But there's none left, so now I'll just hide.
Her mouth resembles that of cotton, and not the overly-sweet candy kind.
Hearing “don’t frown, you’ll get wrinkles” only makes her eyebrows furrow even deeper; her frustration as visible as ever.
A lullaby drifts on a distant breeze
Sapphire’s twinkle in the light of his eyes
Dust settles down like the my tears when they cry
While a sweet silent shiver drips down from the skies
We are not appraised by how we begin
Nor are we judged by our face or our skin
We learn to hide what we’re told to by others
Using our clothes and makeups as covers
I cried when you left but not for the reasons you think,
I no longer had to deal with you and at first I believed it to stink,
You and I had so much history,
But the reasons shouldn't have come as a big mystery,
My tears are like acid.,
As they run down my face.
Burning my heart.
Without leaving a trace.
Burning,My eyes are burning,A family recipe of allergies and tearsThey spill down my cheeksThey pool at my feetCryingI can’t stop itI am no longer in control hereThey go where they please
Yes, I regret
The scornful dissipation
Of my salad days
When I was strong,
Believe me,
They didn’t last too long,
Believe me,
They didn’t last too long.
Yes, I regret
I still remember in vivid detail the first time my father made me bleed. It was a cold November evening and we had just finished dinner. I was all dressed up in my golden basketball jersey ready for a game.
I’ve been trying for weeks
But I can’t seem to find it
I’ve been biting my cheeks
like the idea is inside them
But the blood starts to pool
with its signature taste
I feel like a fool,
A loose excerpt from The Icarus Complex:
There was a child named Icarus,
Who always dreamed of touching the stars.
They had wonderful intelligent parents.
God were they intelligent,
The first time I saw my father cry
we were on the side of the road
the flip phone landed in his lap
from the back seat, I watched his shoulders shake
The second time I saw my father cry
First you cry for comfort
Then you cry for vanity
Now you cry just trying to get by
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Everything shakes.
My eyes flash.
I wake up.
You walk past.
Shadow figure,
With elegant grace.
My heart bangs,
All I could see,was a fine silverit was so quick,but my heart was even faster,for this silverit could not outrunme in this raceBut, sadly I couldnot replace me for youas my regret
Even though the sky weeps with us today, tomorrow shares the warmth of sunshine and friendship, healing our sorrows in the light of rainbows.
Hey, you.
Yeah, you.
It's ok to be sad.
But I just wanna tell you that you're loved.
Okay?
It's ok to want to be alone.
But I just wanna tell you that I'm here for you.
Okay?
The question is...
When did you start caring?
You never once took action to make sure I was okay
You never once asked me how was my day
You never once told me it was going to be okay
You never once!
Listen to that voice
There is importance in following
These pages enclose the words my heart holds
If I enacted the things I feel I could heal
Our generation acts as if emotions are no big deal
“They lied to me!”
She screams to herself.
They promised!
That they would be there for her.
Thank you.
Thank you for every second, every day, every year.
Thank you for holding me
While I cry,
And smiling at me
While I laugh.
Thank you for your time, your trust, your affection,
Empty words on empty screens,
A silent generation screams
Behind the masks of pleasant faces,
Witty pictures, clever phrases,
We break, we cry,
We sob, we fight,
And segregated, rot and die,
Life full of
So much work
My greatest love
Has turned beserk
Smother me
My head hurts
Cry in my tea
Tears on my shirt
Looking at the stars
Thinking about the place I go every day,
The place I call home
But it doesn’t feel that way.
Home feels like bad dream
I think the reason we cry when we are just that happy,
is because we are afraid to lose something,
that is so rare to find . . .
or at least that's what I do with you.
You didn't love me
Because you didn't know how to love
You only knew how to play
So indeed you played,
With my heart. My feelings. My time. My life. My mind.
Do you ever wanna cry but the tears won't come?For the fear, and the shame, and whats been done.Do you ever wanna cry but the tears are drowned?All you left with is an angry frown.
Crying.
Constant tears.
Cruelty as far as the eye can see.
How come nobody helps me.
How can nobody see.
I’m in pain.
The Moon came out to playWithout the sight of dayHer skin as white as snowHer sadness will only grow
I Never Needed You Like Do Right Now
I Never hated you like I do right now
YOU make me cry
YOU make me scream
YOU make me shout
; But
YOU gave me hope
The only letters I’ve ever kept
Are apology letters
Every single one from my father
Because it’s easier for him to write to me
And leave it in my room while I’m sleeping
Than to look me in the face
What is it like to watch me cry?
What is it like to wipe away the tears from my eyes?
Do they match in color?
I can tell you what it is like
To watch you cry
Every heave of your chest
I ask about love,
And if I can ever find it.
But how can I expect someone to love me,
When I don't love myself?
How can I expect respect,
When I tear myself down?
How can I expect anyone to trust me,
Officially unofficial
Temporary partner because for the moment it was beneficial
Emotions intertwine and interchange and then it hit you
Your perception of reality was a tragedy
Someone told me it's not the end,
Into the darkness I descend.
Falling through empty promises
That are to never to come true,
Tied to a noose made by the view of the world
As I dangle wordless and helpless.
Momma wrote
Years ago a sunlit chapel
First grade was ending
I was leaving
No recollection of the words
Only Momma choked on them
Sad
Tears
Momma never cries
Someone once told me
A man doesn't cry
He also isn't weak
Alright, ok
So, I should become a machine incapable of emotion then?
What's so wrong with crying every now and often?
Happiness is the outcome to unquenchable tears which came because of struggle.
The world is sad, the world is bad.
I have been beaten, broken, and blamed
I have been disregarded and ashamed
but by the digging through the light of the untamed
Have you ever lied to a lover?
Just to convince yourself
That you would never look at another
Especially one who may look a little like yourself
Have you ever cried about a lover?
WHERE ARE YOU, LOVE!?
Where are you oh love,
That tears my heart apart,
With waters of loneliness?
Where are you oh love,
That puts asunder, what the wind of joy tries to tye together?
All my life I have hid behind a smile
I laugh and smirk and smile when on the inside I am slowly dying
I look back on my life and feel nothing, but regret
Now, Joy was filled all over,
And sadness is seen in some;
Though joyous they would be, they seem sad
But sweetness flowed on others minds.
Sadness was filled, by the day’s end
God answer us
when we are in distress
may You protect us
send us help and support
to make our plans a success
make us shout in joy
make us victorious
I stared fear in the eyes and asked it how was its day our staring match, lastedfor about five minutes and I refused to look away I am bigger I am not afraid I said, as I trembled in my legs
Being hurt doesn't matter
Being controlled constantly is the norm
People don't notice how you shatter
Overhearing the other girls cruel chatter
In your mind their whispers brew a strom
Honey please, put the razor down
Please, don't tie that rope to the ceiling
We need you here
I need you here
And somewhere, your future love is waiting for you
My chest pinches
in an uncomfortable way
the air will not flow right
slowly seeping out
and leaving me breathless
Tears begin to collect,
from the pain,
the pressure,
Are you ready to be fooled?
We break up, we make up and then everythings okay.
But now? nothing is right.
Where is the makeup part to our routine?
Why did you cry when he died,
but not when I said good bye.
Why did you cry when I was angry,
but not when I was sad.
Why did you cry when I moved,
Come,
Sit down and view my world
Let me take you in
They say my name
As if it is I that should be ashamed.
And yet, I win another battle
I'm a single bedroom house.
I have enough inside me to support myself, but only room for one.
Strong enough to stand my ground, but fragile enough to fall apart at the slightest movement, I am made of glass.
I'm a pest,
And I'm a thief.
Though, I do not mean no harm,
I disturb your peace.
But can you give me my peace?
Can you give back what you took from me?
Only half is fine.
When the storm clouds rolled,
I lifted my head to the sky.
When fate the lightning foretold,
I smiled but didn't wait to die.
Lifting my skirts, I danced through the rain,
Why can't things be.
What they used to be.
When I felt special.
Around you.
Guess things got too serious.
Thought we could both bring the best out.
In both of us.
But I feel so alone.
My passion is strong
My heart feels pain
My eyes glisten from tears
My hands shake from fear
Crying doesn’t solve problems
But it will make you feel better
That’s why we cry on others’ shoulders
That’s why our pillow is soaked at night
That’s why the next day we can smile
You know those moments
When you just want the world to leave you alone,
When the littlest things make you break down in tears,
When there's so many things you want to say, but you don't know how to say them,
Troubled spirits speak the most...
Because so much pain has the words flowing like the tears we cry.
I’ve never felt so lost,
Nor felt so helpless, alone, angry and frustrated.
Nor have I ever cried so much, or as often.
Never have I asked “why” so many times.
I’ve never been so weak.
Beauty came and beauty died,
the beauty of our love inside,
our hearts crying out with pain,
please take my pain away.
Let me feel the pain,
coming down like the rain,
Laying on her bed, full of dreadful tears
"Please stop crying," her son said in dismay.
No one understands her countless fears.
Memories flowed in her mind, thinking about her past years.
One time, i wrote a poem
On a piece of paper with
No lines.
And i cried,
Smudging all the little letters.
The ants drowned by
Saltwater.
They thrashed and thrashed and thrashed,
They said if you feel like crying,then cry.Don’t hold in the tears and the emotions.But I’m a masochist,and I’m feeling so numb
I’m trying not to lose these fading memories,Because they’re all that I have left of you,Even when the pain brings me to my kneesAnd I can’t breathe because I’ve glimpsed the hue
Alone is one of the worst things to be
When all you feel
Is tired and empty.
You can cry
You can weep.
You can shut off the light
And beg for sleep.
But it won’t come
And you’ll still be
My life was like a kaleidoscope.
My hand gripped your's as we walked through the art fair that late May day.
Together.
Just like the pieces of the kaleidoscope.
In solitude and in emptiness
Wretch the loneliness out of me.
Carve out these shallow words.
Hold me,
I am scared of falling
Down to despair and misery.
Sitting in a room full of people but nobody can hear your scream.
Walking down the halls alone as if you were in a horrible dream.
Kiss me
Hug me
Tell me you love me
Where ever you are,
Keep thinking of me.
Feel me
Touch me
Tell me you want me
Drive me crazy,
Touching me softly.
Your hair
I dream,
One day you would want me.
One day you would notice me.
One day you would forget work.
One day you would write me.
One day you would study me.
One day you would intice me,
Cry... that's it, just let it out, cry. No one's here to judge, so just let the tears fall from your eyes. Release... If you keep it bottled up how can you expect any peace? So please...
It's just another day, still hanging by a thread.
When I open my eyes, to see a pillow and a bed.Where I lay my head, I think to myself thank god
I'm still alive and not found dead.
Cry.
Cry until your head hurts.
Cry until no more tears come out.
Cry until your heart can’t take it anymore.
Cry for release.
Cry for your soul.
Cry it all out.
Cry for pleasure.
Liar, Liar pants on fire
“Mama,” her body began to spark more and more with each step
“I’m going to Emily’s house,” her eyes began to glow hungry for fuel
I cry myself to sleep at night, hoping I'll wake to see the light. The beautiful light so warm and so bright, but soon I sleep and relive the fright. First I feel the water so warm and refreshing, then he joins me I start regressing.
Do you really expect to get the love of your life?
When you don't respect yourself,
You post half nude pics, and say
“I give bomb head,” and yet
You dare to expect respect
With tears unshed, and eyes open wide Days of class and work and normal blur by, But now I think I’m safe with eyes dried, Yet why do I always feel about to cry? This world is cruel, not one I trust as a friend That has not hurt my heart or mind,
I cannot let you see me cry
It's not that I don't have something to cry over
I don't know why when I cry
I run for cover
rather than the open arms of my mother
I cannot let you see me cry
Why am I here? What have I done to deserve this? Shampoo in my eyes. Give me cancer for a cause. Rush smoke in my lungs. I am an animal, I want to live free. Why cant the just let me be?
There are some old notes at the back of my closet.
I haven't been able to get rid of them yet.
There is a rusted ring at the bottom of a cup holder.
And a bunch of letters inside a folder.
Walking down the street
Its more than a dream
Its the reality that makes my soul want to jump out of me
What I see is a frightening sight
All different faces but no difference inside
I wonder if she even cares about me?
All this name calling is wearing and tearing on my internally
My confidence level has dropped and
My the respect I have for myself is lacking
I do not cry – not anymore,
Not since I was a little girl.
Little boys are not supposed to cry,
And how different was I, that I could?
Well, you know what I was not having?
Reader?
That.
Do take my writing as my unsaid goodbye,
Ignore the salty tears I'll cry.
With a pen, my heart will speak,
The words I fear my heart too weak.
Memories I've saved and words of fellows,
I’m so gone.
Literally.
There is a distant look in my eyes.
And I go further and further away every day.
I’m gone.
If I come back, that’s God’s will.
Fear, feel me
As I cry.
With cold hands,
Twisting my heart
And tearing my love.
Hiding underneath the skin
Afraid, alone.
Appearing like
The torture of my indecision
And fear,
So you won’t have an answer
But I know I have a question
Why am I brushed off
In the times of my stressin’
Yes I give advice
And yes I can smile
But don’t you really think
All I ever ask myself is why we have to die.
It just puts depress on us and leaves us all to cry.
Why do we have to leave even when we’re young?
Before you even know it, the heaven bells have rung.
Fast fleeing the world from whence i came,the only thing i regret is that of my name,My Final Goodbye will not be so easy,As to just float away on the first chance i get,I love you to much to ever leave,
Why did you have to leave?
Why did you have to be there?
Why did he have to take you?
Having to see everyone and everything around me so gloomy was horrifying.
Pinches and medicine,
Needles and a poke.
This just has to be a painful joke.
Their squirms are minimal,
Their cries are silent,
Allowing the ‘caretakers’ to be violent.
You remind me now
of a Ghost that once haunted me.
One that made me cry,
into the small hours of the night.
In pain,
Unloved,
Unappreciated,
and Used.
Bruises,
stop crying. stop crying.
that's a lesson you learn from dying.
it's nothing, it's okay.
i'm just gradually going insane.
but it's alright.
I'll cross my t's and dot my i's
and everything will be fine.
Pain is silent demons, sometimes welcomed in our life
Often sorrowed for or about
The bloody red tears, that represent pain
Are all but real, for pain is what you feel
Tell me, do you feel pain from reading this poem;
Laying in bed
thoughts are running through my head.
I remember you, I really do
I just wish I had one last moment to speak to you.
All the times we shared together
those memories will stay in my hear forever.
A rock in a sea of pebbles,
freedom overthrown by rebels.
Living in a world that is our own,
Painted gold by traveling stone.
All that I own is my pig and my cart,
bringing out the forgotten art.
What do we do when we find another?
You don't deserve the right to be called a mother
Who's to blame if we don't even respect each other
And then I wonder.....why we even bother?. (Yeah....yeah)
(Hook)
I cry sometimes because I’m human too
I cry sometimes because there is nothing else to do
I cry sometimes because I can’t hold it all in
I cry sometimes because everyone doesn’t get a happy end
I've been through this game before
Slowly watched us being torn
This word no longer means a thing to me
It's all a lie, as far as I see
Unconditional love i've recieved
But deeper within was dark and deceit
There's a garden
Grown by the Devil's reapers
And they plant souls
Of all earth's little creatures
They'll give you the peace
You wouldn't find in any preacher
He haunts me.
Like a ghost, my husband haunts me.
The red-tailed hawks that cry out over head
taunt me mercilessly.
That was his favorite bird of prey.
Cardinals that whistle and sing as the day wakes up
laying cold
dripped in sweat
eyes rolled back
shaking at the tips
I sit hear wondering why o why
I fall to my knees
frightened by the sight
purple lips and cold blood
Have you ever tried
To hold back from crying
Just to show other that you
Aren't as weak as they say?
Secretly as you cry
You wish you weren't, but its
Just so overwhelming.
