Sunday, March 18, 2012

Relearning to Cry

As of late, I've come across a horrible discovery; I can't cry.
I don't know why, I don't know how this has happened, but no matter how hard I've tried I just... can't. It is frustrating beyond explanation.
So, in the below poem, I attempted to express this feeling. However, what came out of it is something much different. Though my aim was different, I still think that the results are reflective of my thoughts on life sometimes.


Drowning In Tears

A cry out for air,
yet, as I cannot breathe,
no one can hear me.
I float on my back,
waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
For someone, anyone,
to respond.
My own eyes have betrayed me,
dammed and damned,
mocking me as life leaves me
to the fishes.
As they eat my face,
feasting on my sorrow,
I thank God
that in my last moments
I was worth something to this world.
That I had a purpose,
if only for a moment.

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