tears keep falling
and I'm unsure why
there are bottled up feelings
deep down inside.
This usually doesn't occur
at least not to me,
I mean sometimes I'll cry
but not continuously...
I miss so many
and the past sometimes,
can hit me.
I feel excitement for the future,
a future that has us together.
Now my throat is hurting
from this unwanted weather.

I wish I could be with you, sleeping in your arms
Even when unconscious, you keep me safe from harm

Feeling your chest breathing underneath my ear,
There's a steady heartbeat of yours I love to hear

Someone told me that love is an endeavor,
Yet I know, I could lay with you forever.

My eyes are prettier when I cry
My heart feels stronger now that I've tried

I teach the kids while my ears is attacked with profanity.
I cater to patients, take baths in blood and diseases with a low salary.
I provide transport to those in need to get to their destination and haven't been paid in 16 weeks.
I risk my life providing electrical work so people can see.
I make the beds, i answer the telephone and i serve drinks at the finest resorts
I....  Got laid off.
I'm defenseless, strip of self confidence so I stay and settle with unfairness.
I'm a single mom with rent due at the end of the month contemplating of my salary in distress.
I got a mother in the hospital laying in her coffin with her medical bills plugged into her wrist.
I have an autistic son that cannot read the grocery list.
Late hours, no sleep, no holiday,
Clean the blood, provide services with a smile, when will I have a say?
Moldy kitchen, hot factories, look at the rats fuming the atmosphere with diseases.
We are chained to victimization, chained to exploit, chained to the inequality but production is all that they see.
My surrows scream for a change while my savings only seem to do is flee..
Searching for a voice but I cannot seem to find the key
Crucial to day
I am an employee .


-dpk

bleed not out which is what many do
just trickle
down my leg my arm
i guess I have no courage left
to just say that's it
i bleed slow
in small rivulets
like asking for acceptance
for the small crowd the
hero
or heroine to fly in
and save what's left
but it isn't happening
I lick my wounds
and go back
to another
false hope another
dream
make my floor catch
the drips

realisation comes late
that's what people says

after all the false hope
giving more and more
until the mountain is too high
that i can't even get down

false direction
is where you led me
leaving me in cold
i can't find the key
the key to open
finally open the door
after years of waiting
so i can finally blend our soul

the door to your heart
the door that you locked
the door that only 'your girl' can open
and... the door
the door that will never open
if it was
**me

Night, that old sinkhole
of the soul, climbs
the dark stairs of despair
who knows what the moon
is thinking behind that one-eyed
stare clawing his way through
the pines outside my window
carrying bootblack in a blanket
when it's colder for shining shoes
that go with my black suit
and the red rose on the pillow
I burn before the morning.

As your salt stings my chapped lips and my open wounds I come less and less to you

You grit your teeth into dust that carries through your heinous breath that makes my eyes water and my heart ache

And I cannot believe not too long ago I turned to you for care and comfort and compassion but instead I was caught in a tight spot lacking wiggle room

I can feel you burning a hole through my chest as I ***** words and phrases that don't make sense when put together like

"I love when you make me cry"

We will be strangers with a memory
A powerful memory
Just... not powerful enough
And I guess that's okay
Because life is unfair
The worst thing is, though,
That we made it that way
And that's a fault we have to live in