Hurting

by Anastasia Glass   May 10, 2010


Tear drops look just like rain
Pouring from the sky
But instead of pouring from there
Of course, theyre from your eye.
Why do tears fall, although?
Do you ever wonder why?
I often do, and ponder thought
While they sit there and dry

I am an ordinary being
So simple in comparison
Yet, complications rule my life
Affect me deeply, make me weak.
I try so hard to hide them
These problems and flaws of mine
I dont want to be judged or noticed
But Im afraid that Im like an opaque gem
You see through me in a cloudy sort of way

So much sorrow is me
No longer a part of me
But has consumed me
Another being trapped
Unable to be set free
I try and yet that trying is no good
Im lost, lost and trying to find my way

Days there are that I wake up
I say, Its so beautiful.
But I cannot revel in its beauty
I am a selfish human
To think of such dirty things
Unspeakable things
But that is who I am

I am the girl
Who cries tear drops that remind others of rain
The ones that pour from the sky
But instead of pouring from there
They pour, instead, from my eye.
You dont have to wonder why these tears fall
I have the answer, I do
Ill just sit here awhile and try some more
To stop the pain that hides inside
Adieu, Adieu

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