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Tears
time, space, peace
all slowly leaving my grip.
people, problems
all slowly building.
everything causing misery
pulling me down.
a heavy worn out coat
my only comfort
all alone with nothing
people try to understand
but can only guess
as I only reach out
trying to get help but no one out there
reaching , like a mime
striped of everything ,
can only hope people understand
as I listen to voices
all happy, jolly
unaware of my pain, my struggles
so innocent, naive
all these feelings building up
I should let them out,
or should I?
on the edge I have no one
now slowly I can feel it
its time, nothing can stop it
everything around me slows down
voices and little things getting bigger
and now it happens I start breaking
down the pain grows
from deep in my stomach
it takes over
raising now in my throat
trying to swallow it
trying to compress it
but not working
now slowly tears blur my vision
and realizing what's happening
I cry harder because I'm too strong for this
but now I'm nothing
as the tears run down more pain fills in me
now its too late
nothing I can do
just let them fall.
its over I'm weak
I'm nothing now
the tears fall.
Copyright ©2003 Latoya Smith
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