Slient Tear

by emily mackay   Oct 1, 2008


A tiny cut
releases such a painful fear
a painful thought
a life full of hell
the day of a full stop
but it disappears
there is no line to stop your anger
the feeling keeps growing
your fists keep tightening
then your fingers do not open
then your life is beyound your power
the control runs through your body
and disappears
the pain,hurt and anger mixes
and a mistake is easily made
nothing changes it just gets harder
harder to deal with everything
haunting your mind
no one can see the hurt
the pain
the anger
or the fear inside
im scared
really really scared
becuase that feeling has come back to me
the one where i just explode
when things get to much
and all i have in me is
fear and anger and hurt
and a slient tear.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Max Krakers

    Written nicely,
    a wonderful but sad poem that got the point across.

    good job.
    gr.