Poem: Hurt Tears

Many people wonder why I can’t shed any tears.

I have cried for so long that my water has run dry. 

I tried for years to hold back, but that simply would not work. 

Every time there is a new dagger that goes to my heart.

It always come from the person that made it grow. 

Now that person has slowly turn into a system that you can never say no to.

Instead, you hold it all in and run away.

You go and try to grow, but everyday they cut you down, until there is nothing more to say.

There is nothing more to do. 

The pain is so strong that you never know how it let them go. 

The question lies do you want them to.

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Poem: Stop when

I am tired.

I mean tired.

I am so used to the hurt

That I forgot how it feels to bleed.

It seems as if I am numb to the pain like Novocain

Does that even make sense?

To me I do not know,

I am just here to please

And let you feel at ease.

This thing is hard,

And knowing that I got to keep living it

Makes me wonder when will it be enough?

If I am honest there is no answer to that question.

Sometimes I just want a moment to breath.

Then I think of why I am here,

Is because you stop.